Monday, July 22, 2013

Rainy Events

One lesson I've learned the past few weeks, rain rules.

No matter the preparation, the anticipation, the equipment, it's the rain that's in control. Even with postitive thinking and sunny day attitudes and casual jokes and rain-rain-go-away sing songs, rain reigns.

Outdoor book events do not do well in rain. The dampness seeps into even the most tightly snapped plastic bin. The pages absorb, swell, push back their covers. Not a pretty sight. Neither is the mud splashing on posters. Or the tent sagging under the weight of trapped water. Or even the additional shower down the neck when that trapped water is jabbed from beneath with the crook of an umbrella.


Sitting in a confined space under a tent with a group of writers. Priceless.

Tossing out ideas. Laughing. Commiserating. Are we having fun yet? Priceless.

Spending extra time with people who stop in for shelter and end up sharing their life stories. Priceless.

That's how I celebrated the Fourth of July week, 2013. I wouldn't wish it on anyone, but I sure had fun.

Catch of the day,


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