Blue Hole

Last night’s reading at Pacific Mist Books in Sequim, Olympic Peninsula’s alleged blue hole, was a cozy affair.  Chairs were already filled when I arrived ten minutes early. Lots of educators and some old friends were there.  Surrounded by books and people buying books, I read and fielded questions and signed the books people bought. 

This was the third reading/signing in one week, not as large as the one drawing over a hundred people and requiring me to use a microphone.  But in this intimacy, the audience sitting in chairs only feet away, I felt appreciated.  This supportive audience, unlike some reviewers, like dark holes, did not make allegations they would not defend.