Leaving Breadcrumbs for Others
I had my first public reading yesterday. Well, I had a few readings two years ago at my spiritual home, the Eno River Unitarian Universalist Fellowship, but this was the first one outside of the safety of ERUUF.
I arrived one hour early to make sure to get on the list. As it turned out there were only 8 readers for 15 spots, and I ended up first on the list. The reading went well, and I received a generous applause. When everyone else finished, I packed up my bag and made a bee-line to my car. I needed to get to Dancing Moon Book Store before closing and I did not have time to linger. I turned on the car and was trying to figure out which way to go, when I heard some urgent tapping on my window. I opened the door and was greeted by two women from the event. They had hurried after me to let me know how much they enjoyed my memoir. They also inquired about my accent, and started laughing when they learned that I am from Hungary. One of the ladies’s family was also from Hungary, I recognized her last name, Biro – it means Judge. They told me that they are looking forward to hearing more of my writing, then they bid me farewell.
I arrived at the book store ten minutes before closing; I found the owner, Cherry and her assistant tidying up the place. I asked Cherry if she would be interested in selling my books. She took a long look at my proof copy, then agreed to stock a few copies once I receive my order. I got so emotional that I gave her a big hug.
Cherry smiled. “I wonder, what kind of breadcrumbs you will be leaving on my path.” she said.
