To End the Weekend: November “First Sunday” with Chocolat

That’s “Chocolat,” and yes, it’s not a misspelling nor does it mean French candy was on the refreshment table.  Rather it’s a flash story by me, as yet unpublished, about what happens when commercial interests allow the adulteration of fine foods.  And, more to the point, it was my “Open Mic” offering at this month’s Bloomington Writers Guild’s First Sundays Prose Readings (cf. October 5, when I was one of the featured readers, September 7, et al.).

This month’s featured readers were Katie Moulton, a former INDIANA REVIEW editor-in-chief and contributor to such publications as New York’s VILLAGE VOICE, who offered essays; Lana Spendl who read part of a story set in Sarajevo after the Bosnian war that followed the split-up of Yugoslavia; and Alexandria Barkmeier, current INDIANA REVIEW fiction editor, who read from “sort of a neo-ghost story.”  Following these there was a break and, for me, the sampling of  a pumpkin pie which was on the refreshment table, along with some other goodies left over from Halloween.

And then there were the three-minute segments offered by audience members, five in all of which mine was next-to-last, a short tale of food because, I explained, Halloween being over the next major holiday will be Thanksgiving.  And after, some schmoozing with, as it happened, three of the other open mike readers including a bit of discussion of movies described in the last two entries below.

These things are fun and only one of a number of Writers Guild offerings each month — for more information on which one can check here.