Today, I welcome Mr. Skip Hughes to Five on Friday. Be sure and read his bio at the end of the post, because you’ll be sure to get a chuckle. Which is appropriate, because the name of his book is Chuckleberry Chutney! I met Skip several years ago when I joined Northeast Texas Writing Organization.
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1625492103/
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Skip Hughes writes poetry that should be read and enjoyed, as distinguished from that which must be studied and puzzled about. Skip’s poems tend to be humorous or iconoclastic, to be laughed at or cried over, sometimes both at once. To get the idea, when you first pick up Skip’s book of poems, Chuckleberry Chutney, go straight to page thirteen and read the poem aloud. Do not hurry. Read carefully. Listen to the sounds while you read the words.
FIVE ON FRIDAY
You’re a new color in the crayon box. What color are you and why?
“Foreseeable Fuchsia,” for the pun of it.
Ann: Ha, ha, ha!!
What was the most romantic thing your partner ever did for you? Have you put it in a book?
Without speaking, she encouraged me in making the first definitive move. She handed me the match, so that I would light the fire. Not in a book yet. Good idea.
Ann: Not in a book, but I bet you’ve written some poems about her.
What is your all-time favorite quote?
Henry David Thoreau: “If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away.”
Ann: Now I know where your email moniker came from!
Who plays you in a film of your life?
Harpo Marx.
Ann: Excellent choice!
Who is your avatar?
Bugs Bunny.
Ann: Another good choice!
Skip Hughes is a professional actor, teacher, and writer. He has taught history, literature, mathematics, physics, and theatre at the college level. His first book was a physics lab manual. His first book of poetry, Chuckleberry Chutney, is available on amazon and Barnes and Noble.
Skip attended graduate school on campus, at a major state university in every state beginning with the letter “O,” in reverse alphabetical order and all in different subjects, which may be a unique academic credential. All of this was happenstance, unplanned unless by a higher power.
Skip has visited all fifty states and lived in eleven of them, and he has visited four of the seven continents and resided in three of those. Think of him as a madabout-gadabout, ever eagerly anticipating the next adventure. Does he run away from something? Does he try to run from himself? Stay tuned.
A widower, Skip now resides either in Indiana or Texas. At this writing, he is not certain which of the two it is, only that it can’t be both. While you laugh and/or cry over Chuckleberry Chutney, watch for his next book of poems, Days of Daze and Daisies.
