My mom just has to take my picture standing next to the booth. Really mom, don’t you have enough pictures of me!
Today was family day, or so it seemed. My mom, my mom’s best friend, my mother in law and her husband all dropped by to encourage me and visit the fair. Really, I think they were there for the elephant ears or yummy rib eye steak sandwiches, but they told me they stopped by to see me.
So many stories today I can’t possibly fit them all into this post. Well, I could, but I would be up until morning writing this post, and I really, really want to go to bed. My feet hurt like I’ve been at Disney World for a week.
Probably the most exciting encounter today has to go to the young lady who is going to be a Junior at my alma mater. What was even more exciting was to find out that she too is in the Computer Science program there. And still more amazing, she’s even had a class with one of my former professors. It was so cool to get a chance to catch up first hand on how the university has changed recently and what’s going on there.
Tonight I was also fortunate to run into not one but two young authors. A young man and a young lady. Both of them had very interesting stories to tell and I hope that they eventually get the chance to share them with the world. I cannot stress enough how much I enjoy meeting other authors, especially ones that have just started this journey for the first time. I was able to enjoy some extended conversations with them about the stories and their progress.
The winner for the night to the answer, “What types of books do you like to read?” was the young lady that answered with “Poetry”. I don’t know why that surprised me coming from a young lady, but you don’t hear young people expressing a interest in poetry very often.
Thank you again to all of you who stopped by today. It was indeed my pleasure to talk with all of you. Those of you that made a purchase, I truly hope you enjoy my stories, and I look forward to hearing back from you regarding your experiences.
My bed is calling me. I must obey. Must sleep. Fingers . . . are . . . slow—–ing down. Zzzzzzzzzzzzz.
