My Mother’s Voice

Alzheimer’s being the conniving thieving bitch that  it is, my mother wasn’t herself in the final years of her life. The  woman I visited in the Alzheimer’s special care unit was a stranger wearing my mother’s skin but not much else, like the invasion of the body snatchers had taken place, month after month beneath the surface, until one day we looked and the woman we knew was gone, replaced by some alien being. An imposter. Intruder alert. Intruder alert. She died back in 2012. Don’t worry; I won’t be getting maudlin on you.  My real mother–not that stranger in a wheel chair, head nodding on her shoulder–is who I want to think about today.  My real mother —Enid Maude Good nee Hayden, a prim, old-fashioned name, perhaps the only thing about her I didn’t love— was British-born and had a lovely London lilt to her voice her whole life even though she left England in the mid-1950’s. I suppose at thirty, her vocal patterns were already frozen in place.  Sounding like a cross between

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About Sim

Some of Sim Carter's credits include Beach Music in the Los Angeles Times Sunday magazineLast Dance in Purdue U's Skylark Literary Journal. The Arab boy who took out his eye appeared under the title Double Vision in the South Bay Reader. The Good Men Project featured 7 Reasons Older Women Love Older Men in their online magazine, Doing Nothing appeared in Children. Sim was a regular monthly contributing writer to 805Living Magazine for several years while various pieces appeared in LA Family, Parents, and the Daily Breeze. For more see Out of Order.

About the work available to read here  

While you'll find mostly memoir, Sim also has those moments when she writes about what she wants to write about. It is her space, after all.

  • Climbing the tower at Norte Dame, Paris

A mishmash of rants and raves, odes to Britain, love letters to France, reflections of living in Los Angeles, and the occasional film-centric piece ala this series of posts about working on That Thing You Do the film directed by Tom Hanks. Like the L.A. freeways, it’s a bit crowded and all over the place.

"I trace my love of reading back to my mum who used to take me on regular trips to the library where we'd depart with stacks and stacks of books—the maximum allowed— in our arms. You can find my pieces reflecting on my mother's life and demise due to Alzheimer's at Songs of My Mother."

Why is she here?
"Sharing my life's stories, just trying to get it all down before I'm too old to remember, that's the whole point of this website. A book? I'm working on two. The memoir collection and a novel set in the world of advertising in the 1970s."

"People who don’t know me very well call me Sweet Sim. I don't know why. The alliterative appeal, probably. Or they imagine my vanilla exterior coats a similarly inoffensive inside. My family, my friends, my husband, can all assure you, I am not sweet.

It’s not as though I'm an ax murderer or anything quite so evil. It’s just that like many of you, I have a checkered past littered with my fair share of mistakes."

Some of which she shares here in the Memoir section of the site hoping to sneak a few of these pieces into a book  under the working title About a Boy. What do you think? Too derivative? 

Also on the agenda, a Bildungsroman novel in the final throes of one last edit (she hopes!) and then the hunt for the right agent. Bildungsroman for those who don’t know is a fancy-schmancy word for coming of age, particularly appropriate perhaps when your main character isn’t a teenager but a 23-year-old protagonist named Alex, short for Alexandra.

More on Alex when the time is right. In the meantime, more about Sim. Born in Britain in the '50s, her parents wandering ways meant their family of five—an older brother, a younger sister—spent a few years in Tripoli and Turkey before arriving in North America in the early 1960s. Coming of age in Canada with the British Invasion before the family took a detour to Puerto Rico and finally landing in L.A. Carter has worked as a journalist, copywriter, realtor, media buyer, Universal Studios tour guide, substitute teacher,  film & television production coordinator and likely a few others her brain is too addled to recall.

She's also embarked on a virtual adventure, taking an imaginary walking tour of London. Tag along on her journey Above Ground on the London Underground

Like everyone else in Hollywood, Sim has a script in a drawer. Her husband works in the film business and their son is a fledgling writer/director teaching himself the ropes.