It's a beautiful fall day, and my husband and son are watching football on TV. This is when I used to grade papers, spending my Sunday afternoons catching up. But I'm retired now, and I'm trying to get used to that. My son Karl rode his motorcycle from Durham, NC because he's on fall break. When he was in college, he had a bike and we worried. We worry now, too. At least his son isn't into the Harley scene. Even our other grandson has cooled off since he peeled skin with a minor accident.
Last Monday, the Night Writer's Guild met at Books-a-Million and the crowd enjoyed a Halloween costume contest, as well as the open mic. Todd Bailey was awesome dressed as a medieval knight, and Kayleigh was dressed as Alice. Dorothy and Toto were there, too. Rod Sterling read a scary story.
My "scary" poems were about flying. "When I First Learned to Fly" I was scared, more scared even than when we made a "Forced Landing." But my husband and I were pilots for over thirty years and had some great adventures. I've tried to write about some of these adventures, but mostly they came out flat. I hope to get back to trying.
But back to Monday night, Billy played, though not in costume. (He would have come as Superman.) And Nick didn't come as his poet either, but he read "An Angry Poem," delightful. Miranda came as Amanda Cross, a character I'm not really familiar with. Sophia Webb read three poems; "Stick People" was really nice. Chelsie Martin read "Little Lego" about her nephew. I don't know all these wonderful people yet, but I'm so pleased to be involved with these young people.
Last Monday, the Night Writer's Guild met at Books-a-Million and the crowd enjoyed a Halloween costume contest, as well as the open mic. Todd Bailey was awesome dressed as a medieval knight, and Kayleigh was dressed as Alice. Dorothy and Toto were there, too. Rod Sterling read a scary story.
My "scary" poems were about flying. "When I First Learned to Fly" I was scared, more scared even than when we made a "Forced Landing." But my husband and I were pilots for over thirty years and had some great adventures. I've tried to write about some of these adventures, but mostly they came out flat. I hope to get back to trying.
But back to Monday night, Billy played, though not in costume. (He would have come as Superman.) And Nick didn't come as his poet either, but he read "An Angry Poem," delightful. Miranda came as Amanda Cross, a character I'm not really familiar with. Sophia Webb read three poems; "Stick People" was really nice. Chelsie Martin read "Little Lego" about her nephew. I don't know all these wonderful people yet, but I'm so pleased to be involved with these young people.
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