I’m setting my novella in 1973, so I wanted a convenient link to
You may ask yourself, what was happening in 1973? I was in the third grade. I had pants that looked like couch upholstery, and crepe shoes that elevated me four inches. We were negotiating a cease-fire in Viet Nam, finally, and a great deal of attention was being given to the anti-Christ Tricky Dick Nixon.
Brrrrr! That’s a rather chilling image to end with. Maybe this is better?
Today, be cool, and do your own thing.
Peace,
Catherine
I’m also working on something set in the early ’70s – my family of characters have dropped out of mainstream society to go “back to the land” (which doesn’t quite work out for them, of course), but I’m loving the look at what they were running from. And what they might miss – somebody might just have to sneak over to the neighbors’ house to watch “Sanford and Son.”
That sounds pretty good. If you’re looking for a reader…
Catherine
Eventually, I will be. 🙂