Alex (photo #1) is running this strange fever that gives him the chills. He's sleepy, lethargic, and has no appetite. Just not himself. Hope it passes soon.
Felt both guilty and unprepared for my reading tonight at Monet's Garden. What a treat is was to hear such great local talent. As for my performance, to paraphrase another of tonight's readers, it doesn't matter that I wrote the poem--it doesn't make it any easier to read. Fortunately, the crowd was a forgiving one and really seemed to enjoy my work.
Tonight I read poems I hadn't read in a while--early childhood/family poems. This grouping I picked out before I arrived at the venue but I should have mixed it up a bit. I read three somber poems in a row and managed to depress myself! OK, next time I'll do a better job of reading my audience.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Dr. Nick, Fever, and Monet's Garden
What a day! Took the kids to see Dr. Nick, the dentist, this morning.