I’ve just added myself as an author to the GoodReads site. It looks like a really good place to go to find new things to read.
I’m both excited and nervous about the upcoming bookfair at the Olympia Timberland Library. I know it’s silly to be nervous about the little 10 minute talk I’ll be doing. After all, I get up in front of people and speak almost every day.
But this is different. This will be a chance to speak from my heart about my books, something I passionately believe in. Which is probably the problem. I’ve already discovered that I am always nervous when I talk about my own books.
It could be that the more emotionally involved a person is with a topic, the more emotionally charged their speech will be.
Good grief! If I break out in tears I’ll be horrified! I can imagine myself up there in front of the audience, blubbering away. Some people will be embarrased for me, and will look anywhere but in my direction. Others will get up and leave. Still others will snicker, glad that they aren’t the idiot at the podium. At least one kind soul will bring me a tissue.
Enough of that nonsense! That is not the scenario that will play out! I will not focus on the worst that can happen, I will instead plan for the best. I’ll wow them with my description of Braumaru, enthrall them with the concept of dream travel.
And, oh yes, I will somehow remember to breath.