Ok, so here’s the silly thing: I never un-clicked “hide self view” in Zoom, so the recording got the images I showed, my voice, and small images of those in attendance. I cropped so those folks weren’t displayed, but I couldn’t figure out how to put back at least a photo of me. So below is a still from before the reading began, which means I was looking at my computer and not smiling. But at least you get to see how I looked on the actual day!
One of the kind things said by someone in attendance—the wonderful poet Glenda Bailey-Mershon of An Unfettered Woman—was that she liked that in my book, readers got a strong sense of who my sister was. I know that in some books on grief, we see the aftermath, which means the writer, but not the person they are grieving. So in case that’s your thing and you haven’t gotten my book, you can buy it through Bookshop dot org in the US here. I need to get my books up for sale from here in the UK, but I get side-tracked by things both mundane (doctors, drivers licenses) and profound (walks in the colorful Scottish countryside).
In any case, I hope you enjoy the reading with photos. Thanks!
p.s. If you’re looking to do a bit of poetry or flash cnf writing before Xmas, I’d love to see you in my next asynchronous class. Click here for more info.
