When I first realized that the forecasted major snowstorm coincided with my first public reading of Two Birds, as opposed to the private ones I’m always doing in my basement, I thought, “You’ve got to be kidding me.” We’d been having a fairly decent stretch of manageable weather, the kind in which you can easily drive to a library in Kennebunkport. Why February 24th? Why not the 23rd or 25th? But no, Mother Nature decided to put it to me.
I had gone over my presentation several times, and though nervous about the event, I was feeling confident that it would go over well. Now…well, it’s like an athlete training for the Olympics, arriving at the site, and then being told it’s been delayed for a couple of weeks. Except that I am in no way athletic. And reading from a book in front of people isn’t anything at all like the Olympics. But otherwise, killer analogy.
So we’ve been rescheduled for Sunday, March 10 at 2 p.m. Theoretically, my reading should be two weeks better than originally planned.