After two futile days of floundering around I found the voice I wanted yesterday. Now I have one good poem and know where to find more. It took a villanelle, of all things, to lead me there.
I’m eager to see what today brings. I think it’s going to be good.
First, thanks to everyone for the good wishes about our condo as Michael moved onto land yesterday. Preliminary reports are encouraging so our area was spared the worst. Our hearts go out to the communities a few miles to the east of us who suffered so much destruction.
As for today, I get to participate once again in the Children’s Literature Festival of the Ozarks, which is held annually on the campus of Missouri State University in Springfield. More than a dozen authors and artists will meet with groups of students in grades 4-8 to talk about what we do, offer tips, and answer questions. I’ve participated in this event each year since it began thirty-eight years ago and always look forward to it. I’m grateful to the hard working committee of wonderful women who make this happen every year.
When I’m at the coast I love to watch breathtaking sunsets. Here at Goose Lake it’s the sunrises that make me glad to be home.