A Reading

I went to hear a writer read And boy, was I surprised! The attendance was quite sparse, despite It being publicized. I love her writing, read her books And it was so exciting To see her in the flesh and listen As she read her writing. She answered several questions then Prepared to sign her latest. I didn’t stay, although this book Is probably her greatest. ‘Cause even though I am a fan, The library is where I find the books I curl up with On sofa, bed or chair. I feel a little twinge of guilt; I cannot quite deny it. The author’s reading of her book Was just to make us buy it. But still, I made it to the store To show some fan support. I did what I could do, and yet I feel I came up short.