“I hate writing. I love having written.” Rick Bragg said to an attentive audience in downtown New Iberia. How does he know how it feels every time I open my blog space to write a Slice of Life? Even the most accomplished writers struggle with a blank page.
This past weekend was the 10th annual literary festival in our small town. And it was a full on fun party. I have been meeting once monthly with the implementation team and have marveled at the organizational skills and seeming calm of our volunteers.
On Friday night the skies opened up and poured on the outdoor evening dinner, but there were umbrellas and good food, so no one’s spirits were dampened.
On Saturday morning, we danced at the Beignets and Beats Breakfast.
I sold books.
We danced again. Exhausted we brought home the prize for “Smooth Moves” from the small dance competition.
For a small town, New Iberia is mighty! The 10th annual Books along the Teche Literary Festival was a success. Y’all come next year!
Today’s line is with Jone MacCulloch.
Reflections on the Teche 
