A Leg Up On Sisyphus–part 5

Last week, our story ended with Hades being grounded.


The God of War, Ares, the only son of Zeus, was a man of action  releasing Hades and sending Sisyphus straight to Tartarus, the lowest darkest hole in the world but do you think that stopped Sisyphus?

I glanced around the crowded room, pleased to see heads shaking no as if they couldn’t wait to find out what happened next and thought, old Granny knows something after all.

You bet, gang, because even from the deepest place in the world, smarty pants Sisyphus persuaded Persephone, Queen of the Underworld, to send him back to Corinth by telling her his wife didn’t bury his corpse the right way because she was supposed to place a coin under his tongue to assure he had money to pay for a ticket on the river Styx.

They had a whole lot of rules back then and Sisyphus bent the rules to fit the way he wanted; Good Hearted Persephone bought the whole pack of lies and sent him back to the sunshine where he forgot about funerals and continued to be a really bad dude.

Sisyphus got away with his tricks for a long time but when word got to Zeus, it was payback time and Zeus showed his own cleverness by sentencing Sisyphus to a lifetime of endless frustration in the Underworld–what we now sometimes call Hades.

As punishment, he had to roll a huge rock up a steep hill but before he could reach the top of the hill, the rock would always roll back down, forcing him to begin all over again.

When you have to do a boring activity over and over again, it might be called a Sisyphean task; can anyone think of a Sisyphean task?

Gina said,” Conjugating Spanish verbs and Julie said,”Mythology names, yuck!”

Kim said,” My mom says changing the twins diapers is a Sisyphean task.” and everyone cracked up.

I said, “I always remember names mnemonically which means I find something in the word to remind me of the word like Hermes could be associated by the Hermes scarf, or Herman Munster.”

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A Leg Up On Sisyphus-part 4

Moving along, Granny tells her story with a purpose.


Granny’s lap is numb from Cassie’s weight so she signals Julie to lift the cutie and place her on the couch while she stretches and reaches for the sky with closed eyes.

Julie said,”Gran this isn’t exactly the myth of Sisyphus I’ve been trying to read” and Grans comes back with a snappy retort, “It’s close enough for you to get the general idea so bring us some tea and a few cookies I smell coming from the kitchen and we’ll move on.”

She’s off and running, back without a splash to settle nice and comfy and so do several of her swim team mates who pile in, giggle and wave, melt into the floor like the boneless wonders they are, obviously texted by Julie to hurry and Gran wonder if there’s such a word as texted or texting?

“Here comes the good part so listen up; you’ve all heard of Zeus?” and she looks at the unwrinkled teens; then Gina said, “Like Dr. Seuss? and Katie said, “No dummy, Granny means The Zoot Suits, a big group from the, uh, 50’s; were you alive then, Gran?”

Granny stifles a laugh to glance around the room where Allison is sprawled near the fireplace, Sean glued to her side and she waves a hand—hands—they’r’e holding hands.

They decided to catch her act in person; maybe she should tap dance. “Zeuss was no ordinary god, he was the top of the heap, macho and muscled like you wouldn’t believe without going to the gym and known as one of the seven wonders of the World but his fatal flaw was he liked pretty women, bunches of them.

Is it any wonder that Sisyphus totally jealous of him, decided to spread gossip to ruin Zeuss’s reputation just like some jerks you know at school and when Zeuss found out, he ordered his brother ,Hades, god of the underworld, to put Sisyphus in handcuffs, newly invented at the time; very creative, the Greeks who also cooked up nifty meatballs or was that the Italians? But Sisyphus tricked Hades, who must have been dumber than dirt, by asking Hades to try on the handcuffs first to show him how they worked– in other words, Hades was grounded.

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August-Oh My!

Grandest and her rescue dog, Gracie. How they warm my heart. A few years later, they adopted Tommy. Now I have two grand dogs I love. It’s almost basketball time. I love to watch her play, getting used to the game. This was a tough week for me. A problem with my eye and another major prob. What the heck. When did I get old? Why did I get old? What the heck! At least I have my beautiful family. Daughter always there to help out and grandest to hold my hand. We’re off to one day at Long Beach Island and then home again. Weather’s not terrific but we’ll be fine.Image may contain: 1 person, smiling, dog, grass, tree, outdoor and nature

Be healthy, my friends. Enjoy every minute.


A Leg Up On Sisyphus-part 3

When we met last week, all mayhem happened. The King was revealed to be in a Rock and Roll Band called Oneshot and the Hotspots; his newborn son was born and a comely lad he is, towns people admired him verily and a lot.

excerpt: Comely was he with black hair in ringlets needing a good shampoo, a combing and maybe a blow-out. Baby blue eyes you could  die for-that’s where the expression came from-and lots of people actually did.

Anyone who touched him had his hand chopped off if the babe cried; they named him Sisyphus but the kingdom whispered Sissy Face in secret because of his beauty.

I felt Julie move closer to me and didn’t glance up, afraid if I did the two of us would crack up and break the spell I attempted to weave.

It was just as well little Cassie’s small body grew heavier on my lap since she drifted off to sleep.

Another boy was born to the King and Queen Nottonightdear but there is little information about him so listen carefully for a small bit about what Sisyphus did to his brother, like his band of thugs who wore shiny black togas and rode around on two-wheelers called Voom-Voomers. Gold was up; his brother cried a lot and left Corinth for the land of Oh Papa Dow in hopes the market would improve his bad fortune.

Sisyphus became known as a really bad dude, I explained and Julie said no one talks that way anymore, Grans.

A crackle came from the speaker system and sure enough, I heard granddaughter Alison’s laughter come through along with a deeper voice; must be Sean, her boyfriend, they are sixteen, listening in on the sound system connecting all the rooms in the old house.

“Allison” said Julie Beth,”I’m the captain of the Swim Team so what are you the captain of and Sean said, “She’s the captain of me.”

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A Leg Up On Sisyphus-part 2

Last week I introduced you to Granny who lives very close to a bunch of grandchildren. She writes stories to help her grandchildren learn Greek Mythology, a subject the girls are having trouble understanding.


“Gran, isn’t Cassie a little too young for mythology; this is my second time studying it and it’s too confusing.”

“You can leave if you want to, Julie Beth; maybe call your friends, play computer games, whatever. . .as for me, I plan to read my story.”

The teen edges into the room and fiddles with her cell phone so I say, “no calls while I read, thank you.”

With a dramatic sigh, Julie shoves her pink phone in her team jacket and twirls long dark strands of hair around a finger trying to look bored, but she doesn’t fool me because once upon a time, I was her age.

Again I cleared my voice wishing for the glass of Chardonnay that must come later and now I began; “In the land of Corinth, a boy child was born to King Aeolus and his queen; their first child and the King paced back and forth in his chamber playing a little game of “Don’t Complain if you lose or Off with Your Head,” with his barber which is kind of like Monopoly. No one liked to play games with the King because he was a sore loser and not a nice guy. When the nurse announced the Royal Babe was born, the King bellowed she should unwrap his son; he never spoke softly because he didn’t need a loudspeaker when he performed at concerts with his group, Oneshot and the Hotspots famous throughout the Galaxy and suburbs. Nurse NotSoShy held up the new prince for all to see and ooh’s and ah’s bounced off stone walls giving quite a reverb as the gentle folks commented,” The little prince is not so little.”

In later years, when the prince was ten or eleven, he and his groupies sold tee shirts at the concerts that were stamped Buy or Die.

Tune in for more goofiness next week.

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The End

Excitement happens when a writer finishes a book. I know from experience and many books written, that’s the routine. I just finished a new story, read and reread many times. Why you may ask. The answer is I fell down a year ago and it’s taken a long time to get my brains together. Today I spent the whole day in our pool laughing with Grandest, just the two of us. She’s nine now. I told her my story, slowly.  What a joy to watch her beautiful face understand. And she swam back and forth my mermaid. Swimming gracefully the way she learned long ago.

Together we laughed so hard over nonsense.My Grandest, child of my heart. She taught me to hold onto the side and jump up and down and try other maneuvers. I did what ever she said. Yes, I did because she listened to my story.

So I thank her youth and love and the sunshine and the pool. What a day this has been. More about my new book. It’s in the hands of the publisher now. cHARMJAINE 1 (1 of 1) strong softness_pp

My best to all with love. Charmaine

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Elizabeth Malone acorda a manhã depois de uma incrível noite de paixão com seu marido de quarenta anos para encontrar uma nota: Querida Lizzie, não é você, sou eu. Abandonada por seu marido, decepcionada com a atitude casual da filha Susie, o pai está tendo uma crise de meio ambiente, Beth decide restabelecer-se como o vencedor que ela já foi. Quando Frank Malone retorna, ele está em uma grande surpresa!


Elizabeth Malone wakes up the morning after an amazing night of passion with her husband of forty years to find a note: Dear Lizzie, it’s not you, it’s me. Abandoned by her husband, disappointed in daughter Susie’s casual attitude Dad’s having a mid-life crisis, Beth decides to re-establish herself as the winner she once was. When Frank Malone returns, he’s in for a big surprise!


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Charmaine Gordon

Charmaine Gordon writes books  about women who Survive and Thrive.  Her motto is take one step and then another to leave your past behind and begin again. Six novels and many novellas and short stories in five years, she’s always at work on the next story. The novels include To Be Continued, Starting Over, Now What?, Reconstructing Charlie, Sin of Omission and The Catch.

Charmaine’s first novel with Vanilla Heart Publishing, To Be Continued, has been optioned for a television movie! “I didn’t realize at the time while working as an actor in NYC, I’d become a sponge soaking up dialogue, setting, and stage directions. I learned many tools of writing during the years watching directors like Mike Nichols and actors including Harrison Ford, Anthony Hopkins, and Billy Crystal. And would you believe, I was Geraldine Ferraro’s stand-in leg model, my first job giving me entrée into all the Unions needed to work. When the sweet time ended, I began another career and creative juices flowed.”

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Selma R. Silva has been a translator and interpreter since graduation in 1984, She was born and raised in São Paulo, Brazil and had the chance to study languages since her early teen years. Years of hard work, travel and research have led to the perfect time and place to delve into the rewarding experience of literary translation.