Last night, I went to see the Gospel According to Scrooge at the Family Church in West Monroe. I try to see it every year. A wonderful production. I generally don’t care for musicals, but I do like this one. There are so many good lines in this play. One I like was, “Let us love till we die and God bless us every one.” I think I’ll do a review of this musical in a future blog. It is certainly one of the finer theatrical productions to be produced in  Northeast Louisiana.

I rose at 4:00 a.m. this morning and was on the road by 5:30 to drive to Marshall, Texas. I presented my program at the Trinity Episcopal School from about 8:30-12:00 and had a grand time.  I was so impressed with the school’s librarian, Peggy Elliot, the administrative staff, and the teachers. The children were models of propriety, with excellent interest and behavior. All seemed to love the program, which I presented to differing grades in four  sessions.

Leaving Trinity School, I met with Marsha Edney, the librarian at Marshall High School. This school is a huge and nice facility.  After I left there, I met briefly with the public librarian. Though I’m REALLY tired, I have more appointments ahead of me, and I can’t afford to stop. I just stopped here at the public library long enough to check my email and make this post. The library here is spacious, quiet, and clean. I’m working in the children’s section.  A few people are on computers, a mother is working with her two children, and except for me, only one other patron is on a laptop.

Overall it’s already been a profitable trip, with several venues tentatively planned for the future.  It definitely looks like I’ll be spending a great deal of my future time in Texas.

Tonight, I’ll sepnd the night in Marshall, and tomorrow I’ll be at the Sam’s Club in Lafayette from 2:00-4:00 p.m. Hopefully I’ll have another sell-out, and then I’ll likely drive back to Monroe. I may be able to get off another post tomorrow morning, but if not, I’ll return to the blog either late Saturday night or early Sunday morning. Sometimes this fast-paced writer’s schedule of mine is so physically and mentally and emotionally draining that I have little energy for little else, but now I can’t see myself doing anything else. Several people I’ve talked to have said I’m living their dream, or that they’re living vicariously through me. Perhaps. I just know I’m having the time of my life.