I gave a book talk this morning to a "Friends of the Library" group in West Memphis, Arkansas. They were a great audience, and I thoroughly enjoyed talking to them about my new book, "The Road to Frogmore." They were interested and asked probing questions. We chatted and laughed, and the visiting went on for a long time afterward. It was a delightful way to start my day, but I didn't realize that I was going to learn more than they did.
During the talk I noticed my husband playing with his phone off in a corner of the room, but I didn't pay much attention. After all, he's heard me give this talk before. I didn't realize until we got home that he had been trying to film me. OK, the clip is only eleven seconds long, but it tells me I need to be more aware of what I'm doing with my hands. Did I always wave them around like this in the classroom? How annoying!