Connie Hampton Connally
I am a writer who loves good music and good stories.
It’s been my privilege to combine these loves by writing fiction that honors the creation of beauty, even in the bleakest of circumstances, through the creation of music.
About
Connie
Connie and her husband live in Tacoma, Washington. They travel frequently, since they have family members living abroad. Because of her family and her characters, Connie has set her heart—and often her feet—in faraway places.
Books
Fire Music
A new novel – COMING SOON…
One August evening in 2006, Antal Varga, an old Hungarian violinist, is approached by a young American stranger. The woman, Lisa Denman, hands him music he himself wrote at age seventeen. Suddenly Varga’s darkest memories are jarred open, for he wrote this during Budapest’s terrible siege of 1945. Lisa, a distant relative, wants to know the music’s story, which her grandparents held back from her. Sensing that the time has come to face old hurts, Varga re-opens the music. The siege and its harrowing aftermath are again laid bare before him. Little by little, Varga deals with Lisa’s questions, as his grandson Kristof translates and begins asking questions of his own. In working through the music together, Varga, Lisa and Kristof each confront their shared and separate pain. They discover that though hurt may extend over generations, love extends further still, and grief can be re-composed as beauty.
The Songs We Hide
Published by Coffeetown Press
In 1951, a grim hush has settled over Hungary. After a lost war and a brutal transition to communism, the people live under constant threat of blacklisting, property confiscation, arrest, imprisonment and worse. In this milieu of dread, the best land of Peter Benedek’s peasant family is seized and his life upended. Moving to Budapest for a manual labor job, Peter meets Katalin Varga, an unwed mother whose baby’s father has vanished, most likely at the hands of the secret police. Both Péter and Katalin keep their heads down and their mouths clamped shut, because silence is the only safety they know.
But the two have something in common besides fear: they are singers. When Katalin starts giving Péter voice lessons, they take an intrepid step out of hiding by making music together. Little by little they tell each other what they cannot tell others. In their bond of trust, they find relief and unexpected happiness.
Yet the hurts and threats in their lives remain, waiting. As harsh reality assaults them again, is hope even possible? Facing their hardest trials yet, Peter and Katalin learn to carve dignity and beauty out of pain.
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Events
Rivers of Ink, A Conference for Writers
Rivers of Ink is a wonderfully helpful and intimate conference in Richland, WA, this year held on October 7 and 8, 2022. For information about it, click here. I'm excited to be part of it, presenting a workshop titled Tension: A Story's Dynamic Uncertainty. The other...
Scriptoria Workshop for Writers
This June 20-24 in Grand Rapids, MI, I'll be attending a wonderful new writing workshop. Scriptoria is a joint effort of three universities: Calvin, Cornerstone and Aquinas. It follows the format of an MFA residency, with critiquing workshops in the morning, seminars...
Whatcom Writers and Publishers, October 14, 2020
On the evening of October 14, 2020, I'll be speaking to Whatcom Writers and Publishers in Bellingham, WA. The topic will be "Writing With Emotion." If you'd like to visit that night, please check their website to see if the meeting will be in person or digital.
Recent Blog Posts
An American Reflects on Life in Peru . . . and in America
After living in Peru for a while, I’ve asked myself some questions about American life . . . and about myself.
Dentistry and Caring at 13,000 Feet
My son and daughter-in-law, Brendan and Erin Connally, recently did a mobile dental clinic in a remote Quechua village, at 13,000 feet altitude in the Andes. It was an unforgettable trip.
A Do-It-Yourself Writing Retreat
It’s marvelous what a good literary friendship can do. A few years back, when I was fiction editor for a small literary magazine, I accepted an excellent short story submission titled “The Man Who Wore Violets.” The piece was closely based on the extradition of Nazi...
Contact
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