Note: This entry went in a totally different direction than where I thought I was headed! It got very long, and wandered around a lot. I got into something that’s really been eating at me for a long time, though, and I’d really appreciate some feedback.
I should have my microphone taken away. I recorded several more poems for some reason, but haven’t posted them anywhere because I really love hearing them with the music Sam adds. His editing expertise always makes me sound much better, too! Sam got me worried about copyright issues, which is why I haven’t posted them to Live Readings yet.
I miss readings. Live gatherings of people, closely or loosely connected, who come together to share passages of prose or poetry with each other. Not the sort where people get up at a podium, or an event arranged for a particular author, just friends and acquaintances sharing the joy of the word. If there are authors in the group who share passages of whatever they’re working on, so much the better! If not, well, there’s a wealth of material out there that just begs to be heard, that cannot be fully appreciated on the page. I owe my discovery of G.K. Chesterton to such a group, and a renewed interest in Mark Twain.