Easter, April Fools’, and First Sunday Prose

Sunday morning, Easter, was sunny and if not warm not too cold either.  Quite pleasant all in all.  Then now, a bit after 10 p.m., it’s snowing outside along with some rain, with the Weather Channel predicting as much as three inches by dawn.  That for us April fools.  Then, in between, it being the first of April, up [image error]to twenty of us gathered for the Bloomington Writers Guild’s “First Sunday Prose Reading & Open Mic,” hosted this time by downtown coffeehouse Soma.

The featured readers were all “First Sunday” veterans, starting with Abegunde (cf. August 30, May 7 2017 et al.) with an essay/memory piece realting to earlier days as a poet, specifically citing a pair of letters from summer 1993; then followed by Alisa Alering (May 1 2016 et al.) with part of a story podcast on CAST OF WONDERS this February; and finally Wendy Teller with excerpts from her soon-to-be published historical novel BECOMING MIA (August 7 2017, .but going back as far as 2015 and 2014).  After the break these were followed by only three readers from the audience, me in third place with an as yet unpublished fairy tale variant, “The Mouse Game,” the story of Cinderella from the viewpoint of one of the mice turned into horses to draw her coach.