Hometown Girl Makes Good
I swear I heard that phrase more than once last night. "It's so nice to see a hometown girl make good." As if the rest of the hometown girls are busy making not good: thieving, drinking, kicking puppies. Bad hometown girls! Bad!
Last night's reading at the East Bridgewater Public Library was fantastic. Several folks I haven't seen in many, many years came, including a classmate from my school days and the wife of my 5th grade basketball coach. I had to admit I don't play basketball anymore and I still wouldn't know how to "go left" if you paid me. Left? Where's that?
I began the evening by reading from a fourth grade story I'd unearthed earlier that day at my parents' house. It was about a rabbit rebelling against his magician overlord, rabbit unionization, and chocolate. Honestly if it wasn't dated I might mistake it for something I'd write now.
Then I read a brief excerpt from MSOSD and did a Q&A. The Q&A was marvelous. People asked lots of great questions. It's so much fun to answer good questions and have a dialogue with the people in front of you. It sure helped that I knew a lot of them and they happen to like me.
Honestly, it was tons of fun and I had a blast. I even poked around the children's library: it hasn't changed much!
So thanks to Jane Finlay, director of the library, and thanks to everyone who came out last night. It was wonderful to see you and to hear that I "made good." Could I get that in writing, do you think?