One Way Street

Just because, I’d like to share a poem I wrote many years ago.

One Way Street, by L.M. Nelson

Love, not returned,

Affection, no response.

Communication, nowhere.

Things done for her, not one.

Demands more every day, it seems,

Unwilling to give back.

Her feelings not acknowledged,

Her heart begins to crack.

Romance, nonexistent,

No interest in her needs.

No matter what is said or done,

Her heart just bleeds and bleeds.

 

Running down a one way street,

About to crash and burn,

Get off this street and find a route,

Where love will be returned.

Wimberley Book Festival

Wimberley flierThis weekend, I had the wonderful privilege of being a part of the Wimberley Book Festival.  These festivals are beneficial for many reasons. First and foremost, they give me the opportunity to mingle and network with other writers.  I meet interesting people, find out about writing opportunities, and sell a few books in the process.

I woke up at the crack of dawn and drove for an hour and half to the Wimberley Community Center. I was pleasantly surprised to walk in the door and find my book, Sand & Sutures, listed on a banner among other award winning authors. This was a positive boost to my day.

Once I unloaded everything from the car, I began to set up my table, which included my own banner, several promotional items and props, and of course several copies of my books.

Authors from all over the state of Texas who write in every genre under the sun had their booths set up throughout the room. Influxes of crowds came in at varying intervals and explored each table. They took business cards, discussed books, and filled their bags with giveaways.

Throughout the day, I had the opportunity to reconnect with authors I hadn’t seen in awhile. I also made a little video blurb about my books, spoke with quite a few potential readers who stopped by my table to say hello, gave away a mug full of syringe pens, and sold a few books. Overall, I’d say the day was successful, and I look forward to attending this event again next year.