Tonight was the first of several after school rehearsals for the chorus concert next month. Rather than drop Katie off I took my laptop so that I could work while she practiced to save on gas.
As they rehearsed I opened my latest project and continued from where I had left off—or tried to, anyway. I ended up just pretending to work as I watched the instructor demonstrate how she wanted the students to move and to act.
I took especial notice when she had to change their routine because some of the stage lights had blown. The students asked my question: "Why don’t you just replace the bulbs?”
“Because we don’t have any money.” The instructor explained that the bulbs were rather expensive. I’m not sure if all of the bulbs cost $140 or that was their cost apiece; she lowered her voice so I could not overhear without being too obvious.
Hearing the news I finally got serious and turned to my laptop. I would love to have so much money that I could walk up to that teacher and write her a check for the bulbs in question but right now I don’t.
The day will come though, when my book sales are large enough, that I can do just that and more.
All I have to do is keep writing.