Best Laid Plans

Do you remember when I told you that I have a good friend who teaches elementary school, who is excited about sharing the children’s story with her first graders but that I’d like Katherine’s son to read it first, before sending it out to other kids — all because I’d like to be able to tell him that he was the first kid to read our book? 

Well, Katherine’s son has had the manuscript to read for a while now, but he’s been sick and add the holidays to that, he’s just hasn’t had the energy or inclination to pick it up — and I don’t blame him.

My teacher-friend has asked me — a couple of times — to send her the revised version to share with her first graders, because she’d like to read this book to them.  She has the availability in her schedule now and not later.

I don’t want to hurt Katherine’s or her son’s feelings, but I don’t want to hurt my other friend’s feelings either, especially if she’s going out of her way to help us out… nor do I want to lose the window of opportunity to get the book read by a classroom full of children…

I’m sure Katherine will want me to send the newest version to my friend, but she’s out of town and I can’t ask her permission to clear my conscience about this. 

I reason to myself that her son did receive the manuscript before the class did; he has the freedom and ability to read it whenever he wants; and I can’t force the universe to align precisely to my whims….

So, yeah… I think I’ve convinced myself that all will be fine with this decision… and if not, I’ll deal with the consequences... later...




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