COMING OCTOBER 2011
When all else fails, silence speaks volumes.
Welcome to the world of Scout Finch and the story of the life of a beguiling woman who at fifteen escaped the hollers of Appalachia and an abusive father to endure a journey in which the harsh reality of her cruel past meets a painful present.
Yet despite the deck that was early stacked against her, Scout Finch’s Diary is a triumphant account of the healing of a fractured soul who discovers power in silence and in her potent mind, home to an enduring love affair that defies reality.
Rarely does a heroine of Scout Finch’s distinction grace the pages of contemporary novels. Wrapped in her nest of silence, woven in the weave of her fractured existence, Scout conducts her life on her terms, poised on her perch that swings between reality and the imagination where Scout discovers the heart truly lives.
Magical, mysterious, mute, Scout Finch is like no other, a heroine certain to win the hearts and minds of readers.
Smart, sassy, thoughtful, unconventional and blatantly honest is author-journalist-photographer Halli Casser-Jayne, and that best describes her work whether as a writer or photographer.
A foreign correspondent in the 1980's, Halli reported from war-torn El Salvador, Nicaragua, and guerrilla-infested Guatemala. She wrote and produced the six-hour rockumentary on the seminal 60's band the DOORS. She collaborated with Door's drummer, John Densmore on his now celebrated biography, Riders on the Storm. Her book, Still Life, images of Antietam , features the first serious collection of photographs recorded of Antietam Battlefield since Alexander Gardner's 1866 work, Sketchbook of the Civil War. The 152-page volume is a deeply emotional look at the single bloodiest day in American history. MAMBO, A Conversation with the Gods, follows reporter Sydney Gordon's pursuit of the missing Jorge Petro-Brain taking the reader on a walk through the jungles of a Central American Republic and the equally harsh world of network news. Her work A Year in My Pajamas with President Obama has been called "a unique take on the American political scene well worth the read.,"
Never shy about expressing her thoughts, Halli shares her opinions and commentary on her blog, The CJ Political Reportthat she writes from her farm in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains with a clear view of Washington ways.
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Scout Finch's Diary
In
At fifteen, I ran away from home. My leaving wasn’t something that I had planned. I never intended to abandon Mama or my baby brother. My sister June had departed the year before and I hated her for doing so. Now, I too, had reached my breaking point. It was them or me. I chose me. Well, chose may not be the correct word. Really, it was circumstance that forced me to flee. Circumstance was my father’s drinking, my father’s beatings, and my father’s voracious sexual appetite, which had begun to focus on me somewhere around the time I entered puberty.
But it wasn’t the incest alone that caused me to run. I am my Mama’s daughter, and from the time of his birth I felt the same need to protect my baby brother, Junior, as she did all of us. Mama gave birth to Junior, but from the day he was born in that searing hot bedroom in the heat of a blistering Southern summer, he was my child. Other little girls played house with their dolls; I played house with Junior.
As the years rolled by, Mama spent less and less time in reality escaping into long soliloquies of silence, not merely a psychological response to the unyielding beatings my father inflicted upon her, but I believe a physical response as well. There was brain damage from all those assaults; I didn’t need a doctor to tell me that. Mama had begun having seizures shortly after one particularly bad bruising by Papa’s hand. As time went on, the beatings increased in frequency and their severity eventually rendered Mama incapable of protecting her children from their father’s abuse, which left us kids to fend for ourselves.
As you can imagine, the night I ran away was one of the most difficult of my life. It meant leaving Junior behind, when I felt he was my responsibility. And of course, it meant abandoning Mama.
I suppose I could share with you all the salacious details of that satanic driven night, but I will leave most of what transpired to your imagination. After all, what happened that evening was merely a tired variation on a very evil theme that wends its unfortunate storyline through too many lives. The difference in my family saga that night was the knife I pulled on my father while I screamed at Junior and Mama to run for those sad Blue Ridge Mountains that Papa adored more than his own family. Thankfully they did, before I inserted the six inch steel blade that I’d used earlier to carve the wild turkey I’d prepared for dinner deep into Papa’s alcohol-bloated belly.
Looking back a lifetime later, it is strange how vividly that scene plays out in my mind. I see it exactly as I did that blue-stained night when the stars forgot to shine and the moon hid behind a mountain of clouds in the same fearful way Mama and Junior hid in those weeping blue hills. Evil circled around me a specter of wickedness dressed in the cloak of my father. Everyone was screaming including Mama who usually never uttered a sound when Papa was in a rage. But that night even the darkness recast itself, tinged midnight blue as it was with evil. Rage twisted into hate and hate into impiety. I watched my father’s face turn into something other than him. I believe until this day he became the devil incarnate the final vestiges of goodness vomited out of his soul by the evil spirits. Terror has its own symphony; its maestro the brutal beast; its tune a warped melody that can drive the sane into madness. That night I learned the fine line between the two. I’ll never know which one cast that knife into my father. And I don’t care.
I knew the minute that I inserted that knife into the gut of my father that my fate was written on the wily wind that wends its way through the hollers. I had to get out of there and alone. There was no time for goodbyes and there were no regrets. Mama and Junior were safe, at least for tonight, hopefully forever. Yes, forever.
Sunday, September 11, 2011 5:00 pm ET The Halli Casser-Jayne Show with MoJoe Guest: 9/11 Survivors BlogTalkRadio.com
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