: About Me

It's okay to write in 3rd person? :)

Award-winning writer, Cathie Beck self-published her memoir, "Cheap Cabernet: A Friendship" on October 6, 2009. That day it reached Amazon.com's No. 1 "Movers and Shakers" spot. Hyperion Books published the book, with a release date of July 20, 2010. 

Cathie Beck is an award-winning journalist and creative writer (Google Cathie Beck you'll see way more than you care to). (smiley face here)

Her short stories have been published in Riverrun Literary Magazine, Glimmer Train Literary Collective, Red Dirt Publications, and Zoetrope Stories, and in various university literary periodicals and publications

She has written for the Boulder Daily Camera, the Los Angeles Times, The Denver Post, The Rocky Mountain News, The Denver Business Journal, Poets & Writers Magazine, and Writers Digest. She presently writes The Wine Wench column for ColoradoBiz (www.cobizmag.com).

She is the recipient of the Louisiana Press Women's Award for column writing, the Scripps-Howard Award for Excellence in Journalism, and the Denver Women's Press Club Awards for fiction and non-fiction writing.

As a former Professor of Creative Writing and Journalism, she is a frequently called-upon speaker and consultant.

My passion is ...

Writing, Jazz & R&B

I know too much about ...

How to make stuff happen with no resources :) !

My parents always told me ...

to babysit

My childhood ambition ...

Be here - with a book about to be published

My favorite memory ...

Winning 1st Place in a baton twirling contest

Why I write ...

it's compulsive

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

Elizabeth Hyde's "The Heart of the Canyon"

My first job ...

Dairy Queen - became a champion Dilly Bar maker

My best moment ...

Taking the last test in graduate school

My inspiration ...

black female authors

Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: My spiritual journey and my relationship

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One afternoon, the whole lot of us walked to the park: my pregnant sisters, me, my kids and my mom. One of my kids was cranky and started screaming so my mom grabbed her and marched to the far side of the playground. She plopped them both down in one of those leather swings, the kind that make a 'U' at the bottom, and she took the baby, who by then was red-onion-faced, kicking and screaming, and she forced her clenched fingers around the chains, which made the baby screech louder. But my mom calmly pushed the ground away with her foot, the real one not the wooden one and started swinging. ...

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