IOW, I get nervous while doing it, even before a very small and friendly audience, while I can do things like perform in plays or sing solos before hundreds of people without the slightest stage fright.

Really? See, cause I can read poetry at least no-problem, but I HATE public speaking. No talent for it.

It's something about feeling people's eyes upon me, though why the same doesn't apply to singing solos I don't know. And I'm not shy at all about speaking up in meetings or classes, as long as it doesn't feel like a presentation.

Susan, pretend it's a writers group. In a way? It is.

Victor, I'm impressed. Go you.

Victor, I'm impressed. Go you.

Thanks. Now I need to edit it. Blech.

Maybe I'll develop a quirk where I make people set up the chairs in a circle at my readings. Because I only get nervous when I'm by myself facing rows of people staring at me.

Maybe I'll develop a quirk where I make people set up the chairs in a circle at my readings. Because I only get nervous when I'm by myself facing rows of people staring at me.

Heh. Call it performance art.

Now, the novel has gone to the hardest editor known to man: my wife.

but this... Man

victor, congratulations! And good luck with the future steps.

the hardest editor known to man: my wife

When will the ferrets get their turn?

I'm itchin' with excitement for a new drabble topic. Can't wait!

Anyone up for more clown beta-reading? I'm taking a break; my brain is draining.