So, tonight is my first reading at a book signing. Am I nervous? You bet. Knowing it's my story doesn't really help. I mean, all those people staring at me, waiting to hear the words I wrote...yeah, that's gonna be nerve racking.
I just have to remember to read slowly, enunciate my words, and keep the story in mind. I did write it after all, right? I know where the inflection goes. Where the emotion reaches a pitch. When the snark announces its arrival.
Okay, I'm feeling a little better. I can do this. I'll just suck on a cough drop and have a bottle of water nearby. Oh, and my honey will be there for moral support. And some of my best friends. Why was I nervous again? This will be a breeze!