I just accepted an invitation from the lovely Ilona Martonfi to read at the Yellow Door Poetry and Prose Readings in the month of August.
I have done a public reading only once, and that was last summer at the Blue Metropolis Literary Festival when I was presented a second place lit award. I sat next to Joel Yanofsky , who won a first place award, and saw how relaxed this established writer was, while my hands were slick with sweat. He engaged me in small talk to calm my nerves, and for that I am eternally grateful. On my other side was Jessica Block, whose knees rattled together being the first reader of the three of us, and whose wonderful reading settled me slightly more. But, this is the first time I have been invited to read!
I was never very good at public performances. Rather, I lay awake for nights prior dreading the moment I had to get up and speak or present. I’ve practiced in the last years. Attaining a graduate degree you have to present tons, reading at workshops, critique groups…I remember the first time I read in a writer’s circle with the Westmount branch of the Canadian Author’s Association – “Speak up! We can’t hear you! Slow down!”
I have become better, or rather I have gathered the courage to talk louder, slow down, and even look around while I read.
It should be great fun, and I thank Ilona for giving me this opportunity.
Now, I get to spend the next two months deciding what to read. A short or a novel excerpt? Something new, or old?