It
was worse than I remembered. I mean, the last time this happened was six years
ago; still, it came back with a new vengeance. I woke up shaking and dripping
in sweat telling myself “It was only a dream, just a dream, not a premonition.”
But what if it was?
The
circumstances surrounding the night terror were certainly different than they
were the last time but the dream itself had all of the same elements. So let me
backtrack….
Before
I retired and moved out west, I was a middle school principal. And every year on
the night before opening day of school in September, I had the same god-awful
nightmare. It was the stuff that would make the most resilient warrior cringe.
I
would arrive to the school to find that I was the only adult in the building.
Close to 900 screaming, out of control teens and pre-teens were running all
over the place. There wasn’t a single teacher, secretary, custodian, nurse or
librarian in sight. Just me.
The
auditorium was over-flowing with kids and the hallways looked like a
battleground in some sci-fi movie. I tried using the PA system to direct
students to their classes but it wouldn’t work. The last thing I remembered
before waking up was yelling, “Can I have your attention, please?” (Yeah, like
that was going to work).
There’s
a word for it – anxiety. And guess what? It just returned. You see, I’ve got a
terrific book launch and signing coming up this next weekend at the Barnes
& Noble Bookstore in Goodyear, AZ. It’s taken me years to get this far. And
frankly, I’ve been a wreck worrying that no one will show up. So it’s little
wonder that my newest nightmare went like this:
I
arrive at the store to find piles and piles of my novel, Light Riders and
the Missouri Mud Murder. The manager
tells me that unless I sell all of the books, I will never be able to return to
that store or any retail establishment for that matter. And then, the pile of
books keeps growing until the whole place begins to look like an Amazon fulfillment
center!
And
that’s not the worst of it. Turns out, no one enters the store. Absolutely no
one! I get up, look at the parking lot for the mall and it’s totally empty. Not
a single soul is in sight. I check the calendar and the time. Meanwhile, the
pile of books keeps growing and I wake up yelling, “Where is everyone?”
Yep,
a new variation of “The Nightmare” has returned. This time with a different
twist and I think to myself, “Why couldn’t those 900 kids show up here?”
So…if
you’re in the Goodyear, AZ area on Saturday, November 23, 2013 between 1- 4:00
p.m., please stop by the Barnes & Noble store in the Palm Valley Pavillions
West on Litchfield Road and McDowell. You’ll help me get a good night’s sleep.