Monday, November 10, 2008
So kids, I had my first official reading on Oct. 29, 2008. And here's the deal: it was OK. I didn't blow it but then again, I knew everyone in the room. But the important thing here is that everyone (including me) seemed to enjoy it.
People asked questions. And they listened to the answers. And, emboldened by my newfound status as a popular cult author (not), I decided to read a few pages from my new novel. Perhaps that I had a short Scotch before my reading helped embolden me. Perhaps not.
But it did give me hope. On the other hand, I have never been so tired of hearing the sound of my own voice in my entire life.