On this date in 1952, Fay Stewart, otherwise known as Jessie Williams or simply "Aunt Jessie," passed away at the age of 67 in San Antonio, just a couple of months after selling the infamous Chicken Ranch brothel in La Grange to Edna Milton. Her sister-in-law, Eddie Ledda Moody, traveled from McLennan County to oversee Aunt Jessie’s burial in Sunset Memorial Park.
Fay Stewart’s parents came from Georgia (or possibly Nashville), moving to Waco well before she was born. The family lived for years on Franklin Street. In my book, I reported that the family struggled after Stewart’s father died unexpectedly in 1886. A local history buff in Waco has done some excellent research on that, and it seems the death of Stewart's father is the result of a census error in 1890. In fact, he outlived his wife who passed away in the 1890s before remarrying around the turn of the century. Information is sketchy after that, but circumstantial evidence would indicate Fay and her new stepmother did not get along well. By 1910, Fay’d moved to Austin and assumed the alias of Jessie Williams, as was customary for women in the sex trade intent on protecting their families’ reputations. All of this biographical information is updated in the 50th anniversary edition of my book, available now.
Inside the Texas Chicken Ranch: The Definitive Account of the Best Little Whorehouse is available from both Amazon.com and BarnesAndNoble.com. It's also available as an ebook in the following formats: Kindle, Nook, Google Play, iBooks and Kobo.
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Friday, March 22, 2024
Committing fiction
My fiction output has been close to zero in recent years, for a variety of reasons writers will likely be familiar with, but I won't bore you with here. Suffice to say this week has been different. I've been writing. Fiction. Last night I completed the story. Yay, me.
That's not exactly the first draft, though. And it's not the final draft, either. The premise first came to me maybe 15 years ago, give or take. I wrote the first draft then, but I had no ending. I forced an ending, which was wholly unsatisfactory. I knew it, the select few who'd read the story knew it, but no obvious solution existed. So I moved on and the story sat. And sat. And sat.
Unexpectedly, unlooked-for, an ending popped into my head. Why do these things happen? I have no idea. I realized that certain constraints I'd placed on myself with one of the main characters served no purporse and hindered the story. So I dropped those constraints. The story suddenly worked. The ending fulfilled the promise of everything leading up to it. That's not to say the writing process went smoothly--it took a full week to force out a couple thousand words. My writing speed continues to slow as I age. This is a story that mixes genres (that I rarely write in, no less) and has no obvious market, so I've got that going for me. But as a story, it is close to being the best version of itself it can possibly be. Another pass to clean up some messy spots and add some retrofitting and it'll be done. Will this lead to regular writing output from me again? No telling. I thought the same last year when I mamaged a couple of novel chapeters around this time but the radio silence since then proves nothing is guaranteed.
Here's a taste of the new prose a few pages before the finale:
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The doorknob rattled. Eyes wide, J.T. grabbed it with both hands, bracing his shoulder against the door frame. The door shook. Boyd screamed. The knob twisted in J.T.'s grip but he would not let it go. Porcelain shattered, followed by what disturbingly sounded like a flock of geese being sucked into a jet engine. The angry knob twisted harder, peeling skin from J.T.'s palms, but he refused to relent. The entire house shuddered, struck by a menace so cold J.T.'s tongue froze to the roof of his mouth. And then... silence. J.T. blinked bits of hoarfrost from his eyelids. Frost covered his arms, the door, the walls. Warily, he released his grip on the doorknob. Nothing happened.Now Playing: Ted Auletta & His Orchestra Exotica
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Friday, March 08, 2024
Friday Night Videos
Up until 24 hours ago I had no idea this existed. The Cardigans? Tom Jones? Performing together in this fever dream cover of the Taking Heads' "Burning Down the House"? I find it weirdly unsettling... but, I must confess, I am also fascinated by it. It's as if watching it amounts to participating in an involuntary cult initiation. You have been warned.
Previously on Friday Night Videos... The Smoke.
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Friday, February 23, 2024
Friday Night Videos
Scott Cupp introduced me to The Smoke, a somewhat obscure British Invasion band from York (they only had one album and a handful of singles), during a road trip to Aggiecon back in 2010. It's a fun band with a catchy sound that deserves wider recognition than it receives. Here they are on a live television appearance performing "She Put the Hurt on Me." Enjoy.
Previously on Friday Night Videos... Patty Loveless.
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Wednesday, February 21, 2024
Success Made to Last
Okay, I've got a bit of egg on my face here. No excuses, this is embarrassing: I did a podcast interview with the Success Made to Last podcast for their "Author's Corner" feature to discuss the new edition of Inside the Texas Chicken Ranch. We did the interview quite a while ago--last fall, if I'm being honest. They did a great job with the questions and editing and getting it published online... and I completely forgot about it with all the hustle and bustle of the holidays.
My bad.
I've remembered it many times since then, but always when I was driving someplace or falling asleep at night, pretty much any time where it wasn't convenient for me to share. Well, it's only taken me three months to get around to sharing. I hope you give it a listen--it was a fun interview and we discuss some topics my previous podcast interviews haven't touched on.
Listen to "Success Made to Last Author's Corner with Jayme Blaschke, Inside the Texas Chicken Ranch" on Spreaker.
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Friday, February 16, 2024
Friday Night Videos
Patty Loveless was absolutely dominant in the 80s and 90s, but has pretty much vainished these days. This woman sang at George Jones' funeral and everything she sang turned into a hit until country radio decided to move on. Which is a shame, because she could switch between traditional country and crossover stuff without blinking an eye. Case in point: "I Try to Think About Elvis." I mean, really, she makes it look so easy.
Previously on Friday Night Videos... The Chicks.
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Friday, February 09, 2024
Friday Night Videos
For some reason this song's been stuck in my head all week. Here are the Chicks with "Not Ready to Make Nice."
Previously on Friday Night Videos... Billy Joel.
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