Held my first reading. Honestly! It was with friends, in my own living room, and we did have glasses of wine. But I pulled out 'Sorrysorrysorry' and read it to them. Response was lovely. My gosh - I never thought of doing such a thing, but the Muse, I think, suggested it, and I agreed. One, an editor, said it will probably be my first published work. Needless to say, I felt grand.
An artist friend of mine was in attendance, too. She loved the imagery that the poem/story evoked. She said she could see the Savannah and the characters. It was quite thrilling.
We talked about the process - the Muse and how she goes about doing things with us, her wee servants. This woman is published with a book of sketchings. She showed me photos on her cell phone of the works she's been doing lately. I was astounded that she would do a 'draft' - move it aside - do another - and another - and another. I mistakenly thought that artists just put the oils on the canvas and went from there - adding as they went along. Not true - according to her.
I had an awesome time chatting with these dear friends and their support was touching and appreciated.
Life is good.
PS - the artist envies me 'cut and paste.'