Wow!
Yesterday as we drove south on the front road (Pacific Hiway, some call it), Nyel said, “Look! Your name is up in lights!” By the time that short sentence registered, of course, we were well past the Senior Center at Klipsan which is where the astonishing sign is located. “It’s something about your ghost talk,” he said. “Wow! That’s a first! Remind me to get a picture on our way home.” And so, he did and I did.
I don’t think my name has ever before been up on any sort of reader board, electric or otherwise. Suddenly, as I looked at that sign, the word “lecture” loomed and the “book talk” that I had agreed to do seemed a little more serious and very much more imminent. I thought I had my remarks in mind… Now, I’m not so sure. Perhaps I’ll spend today organizing my notes a little more seriously.
Speaking of ghosts…
I’m hoping Mrs. Crouch doesn’t notice — not the sign, not my preparations and not this blog. Several people have written me since Our Grand Affair asking if she’s gone missing. They have reason to believe she accompanied them home. Maybe so. I’m not sure how ghost travel works and whether or not it would be possible for Mrs. C. to be in several places at once.
Come to think of it, she’s been exceptionally silent here for some time. Even when we had a houseful earlier in the month, she kept a low profile. An undetectable one, actually, which is unusual for Mrs. C. We’ll see if she stays that way until my ghost talk on Saturday. I’ll let you know — 11 a.m. at the Senior Center.
I just got my copy of your book in the mail. I can’t wait to sit down and read it. Shared the work on my Facebook page. I’m sure others will want to tune into the season, too. Love the cover, by the way. The check is already in the mail. Thank you for taking the trouble of getting it to me.