What better way to spend a warm afternoon than at a place where knowledge knows no limits and it’s all at the fingertips, for free? That would be, of course, the library! A day to celebrate independent authors was a good idea. It was fun to hear from others about their books. Funny–many of the books came from personal experiences, from the woman who shared a gripping story poem about her mother’s life in escaping Hitler’s Germany, to the Viet Nam vet who worked for the government after coming home, to the young adult author whose book was based on growing up experiences.
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And there was the cozy mystery writer. Sure enough, someone in the group didn’t know how a cozy differed from other mysteries. It was fun to explain the reason cozies are cozy.
The library is a lovely place with its maple trees and moat with geese and ducks in residence, the park right beside it. In fact, I believe it’s known as the library in the park. And librarians are some of the world’s most helpful and knowledgeable people. Throw in courtesy and an old-fashioned welcome and they are hard to beat.
It’s always fun to meet people from different backgrounds. What a dull world it would be if we all thought alike, spoke alike, and had the same aspirations. I was glad to share my writing background and to read the first part of chapter one of By the Fright of the Silvery Moon.
My ten-minute reading began with, “The nightmare jolted me awake.” and ended with “Reason told me that the animal who had paid me a visit had undoubtedly gone back to wherever he came from, but reason took a back seat to the remembrance of the horrible dream and that ghostly shadow on the well curb.”
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