Not an ordinary day. . .

The young, enthusiastic crew arrived at nine am yesterday, right on time.  Within minutes, our house was transformed into a film set, with cords strung along the floor in the living room, bright lights mounted on poles, a camera set up and aimed at a particular spot right next to the fireplace--that would be my spot, precisely marked off with a black square of electrical tape.  

It was less than two months ago that my book group encouraged me to make a video.  At first I resisted the idea...