Presenting an excerpt from my article in our upcoming anthology, New Beginnings, at Port Moody’s Gallery Bistro was a frightening endeavor. My medicine for panic was practice. I did practice as many time as I could on the week before. I even dreamed about the day as both good and bad. My classmates at Port Moody Writers’ class may wonder why I was under so much pressure, given that I did the same thing many times in front of them.
I am a nervous one by birth. I sometimes wonder why I like telling stories so much while having a fearful heart. I stepped out of my comfort zone that day and it paid off. My mother was there. It was the first time she had watched me reading my own work in front of a crowd.
“Son, I video-recorded the whole thing on my phone.”
“I hope you enjoyed it.”
“I sure did. This was a fun event.”
That day was a stepping stone for me as a writer.
I still have miles to go.
Please click New Beginnings to find out about our upcoming anthology in Port Moody, BC, Canada