I was going to be speaking about my book in progress and it was at a large theatre style lecture hall with a stage. I arrived a little early, not quite prepared and sat at the very back. I was surprised that a few people filtered in. Then a few more and I decided to wait a few minutes before speaking to give extra people time to arrive. I started to get nervous and rapidly think about what I was going to say. Although I am a good extemporaneous speaker, I hadn’t really anticipated people to show up. At about ten after the hour I decided to start and I felt nervous and excited about there being 30-40 people there. Shortly after I started, a dance troupe for young girls showed up to practice. Their music was very loud and I had trouble being heard over them. I sent a friend down to ask them to turn off the music. When they did, I noticed that there were now more people present and the hall was starting to look crowded. I got even more nervous and started to fumble my notes, feeling like I really needed to say something cogent. I apologized for the delay and began to speak again. I had that distinct feeling of being underprepared and knowing that the people who came to see me knew it, but hoping they wouldn’t say anything or that I could at least cover it up.
Tell me that isn’t about my writing and blogging.