On the road

Hello everyone,

I am at present in Clive’s cafe using their Internet access, and waiting for our 7 PM reading at Cornerstone Cafe.  We did our reading this morning at Glenmerrry Elementary for a wonderful group of students.  The hands kept flying in the air, which is always a wonderful thing for an author to see.  The worst is that dead pause when nobody, and I mean nobody wants/is brave enough to get the ball rolling. 

I always have a special affection in my heart for the first hand that is hoisted into the air. 

We left the hotel in Nelson at 9:30 this morning.  It was snowing hard.  Oh hey, I’m going to post a very bad picture I took out of the back seat of the van of the snow whizzing by.  It is a very flawed picture and I wasn’t planning on posting it, but as I was writing this, I thought the grimy smeared visual might help.  Be right back.  I’m off to wrestle with the mechanics of downloading a picture.  (Speaking of which, I’ve posted another blog on the BC Book Tour blog as well, for those of you who feel the need to over indulge in a dose of Meg.)

See what I mean.  Bad photo, but it gives you an idea of what the glamorous life of an author is like.  For all of you aspiring authors.  Pounding snow in April.  It’s a good thing Don made me stuff a sweater in my suitcase at the last minute, even though I scoffed at him.  “Don,” I said.  “I checked on the Weather Network.  It said it was going to be 8 degrees Celsius.” Not.  I am freezing my butt off.

However, here in Trail, it is warmer.  There are no banks of waist deep snow.  There is no snow at all.  We did, while we were shlepping around town, have hail.  There was a rumor started amongst the authors that it was debris from the smelter, but Meg, the detective came to the rescue.  I picked up a piece and it melted in my hand.  Hail.  I type this a trifle more smugly than is seemly.  I guess it’s that whole, “Okay, maybe I didn’t go to University like the rest of you, but I know hail when I see it!” ( Now I’m sitting here in this cafe with a huge smile on my face.  Silly huh?  Glad I’m facing the window and they can’t see me.)

Posted by Meg Tilly on Monday, April 21, 2008 in Chewing the Fat

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