I’m getting surprisingly nervous today, as we approach this evening’s Powell’s reading. I’ve read in public before–not tons of times, but enough to know I can get up on stage, or behind the podium, look out at friends and family and well-wishers and just go for it.
There’s always that moment of oh yes, this feels right, I can do this. That surge of joy and confidence.
Today, though, the stakes seem higher. It’s Powell’s! My dream! And I’m already feeling jittery in a super excited, over the top sort of way. I plan to fill the next few hours with distractions (plus choosing an appropriate hair clip to keep my bangs out of my eyes when I’m reading, and since I have very few hair clips that might use up thirty seconds).
If you’ve read in public, how did you handle the waiting before the event? What else should I do between now and 7:30, when I’m sitting in the Pearl Room, listening to a Powell’s staffer introduce our event?