Thirty Years and Counting
More about the panel in a minute, but first I have to gush about the festival. My wife Yvonne and I left Los Angeles in 1989, searching for a better place to live. We found it in Nashville. We knew things would be fine when we found a great bookstore (Davis-Kidd) and good Mexican food (San Antonio Taco).
An unexpected bonus was the Southern Festival of Books, which started the same year we arrived in Nashville. Which means this year’s festival was the 30th, and I’m one of the few people who has been to every single one, mostly as a fan but five times as a participant. It’s a wonderful three days, filled with panels, readings, presentations, and signings, along with music, poetry, drama, children’s activities, and plenty of good food.