Stupid Bus

I got to go to the Fbomb National Flash Fiction Festival event recently in Denver at the Mercury Cafe. It was very cool, got to hear great writers like Robert Vaughan, Karen Stefano, Meg Tuite, and Paul Beckman read. Even picked up some books I got to have signed, though I ran out of cash before I got all I wanted (remedied that at least in part by ordering Paul Beckman’s Peek on my phone on the way home). The stupid bus messed it up a little for me, though.

I had to leave my house at 6 in order to be to the event by 7:30. Then I had to leave at 9:15 or so, halfway through at the intermission, in order to walk all the way to the bus stop and make the last bus I could take to get to bed on time for work the next morning. I cut it pretty close, but I missed half the event.

Missed all those other readers I wanted to hear, and missed the chance to read myself.

Stupid bus.

I’ll definitely have to go back, though I think I’ll be out of town next time their going to do it. I’ll have to keep my eye out for more after that. I wish I could have stayed for the whole thing.

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About David S. Atkinson

David S. Atkinson enjoys typing about himself in the third person, although he does not generally enjoy speaking in such a fashion. However, he is concerned about the Kierkegaard quote "Once you label me you negate me." He worries that if he attempts to define himself he will, in fact, nullify his existence...
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