We put up our display in front of Magadalena’s Cafe on the Square, as arranged. Yes, it was chilly, but not too bad. We sold and signed books, passed out our brochures, enjoyed watching people, and schmoozed with anybody who stopped by. We petted a rat. A real one, but a tame one, not a wild one, and a very pretty rat it was, too.
One couple we met were the Alstotts. They’ve recently bought a building on the square in Corydon, with plans to turn it into an independent bookstore within two years. They want to feature local and regional writers, and we were delighted to swap information with them.
During a break in the festivities, we filled in by reading Joy Kirchgessner’s story “Hungry” from GHOSTS: ON THE SQUARE…AND ELSEWHERE…. When the story was over, the reader asked a young listener if the story scared him. “No,” he said. Then, apparently consumed with honesty, he said, “…Well, a little.” Bwa-ha-ha-ha-haaaaaaa!
Our roving photographer took this hideous picture of a clown (what else?) in front of the Tent of Horror. Some people don’t care what they do to innocent children.
Here is a picture of T Lee Harris in her Renaissance costume, reacting to the news that there was a clown in the vicinity. With apologies to King David: Yea, though we walk through the valley of the Tent of Horror, we will fear no blue-haired clowns, for T is with us. Her whacking big stick, it comforts us.
We packed up and left before the parade. As usual, a fine time was had by all.
Only one more appearance scheduled for the group this year, as listed on our calendar.