I am having so much fun at the Mixed Roots Film and Literary Festival I’ve had trouble finding time to post. Then there’s that little thing of getting — and keeping — a good connection. The good news is, I survived the first-ever public reading of my work. I made the mistake of listening to the reading group scheduled before my group and almost talked myself out of doing it. Many of the writers here are published authors, while I am an emerging author. I worried about the writing and the syntax and all those things writers worry about. I got through it. Folks said I did well. I will have to take their word for it.
I had the pleasure of meeting festival co-founders Fanshen Cox and Heidi Durrow. This will sound silly, but they are just like they sound on the Mixed Chicks Podcast. They are fun and creative and friendly. I am not mixed and somehow I feel a sort of kinship with them. I hope they don’t mind. With the reading out of the way, I have loosened up a bit, slipping on a pair of jeans and the T-shirt above. If you’re here, please say hello.