I cannot believe my convention is starting in 10 days. For those who weren’t with me when I made the first announcement, I’ll be sitting on two panels for CONvergence, this year: How We Change the Stories We Tell About Disability and Writing While Female.
If you happen to be attending the con, please drop on by!
One of the challenges I deal with when it comes to my wiring is with poor word recall. I work better with written text, because I can go back and edit it until it says what I want it to. When I’m talking, though? Not so much.
So, I’m getting a little nervous about getting up in front of a bunch of people and holding a conversation with complete strangers about those two topics. I’m sure I’ll be ok once I get there, but wow. It’s hard holding the nerves at bay beforehand.
Public speaking seems to be one of those things that makes a lot of people anxious. I don’t blame them, either, but when your brain doesn’t want to cooperate with you, it can make it a lot worse.
It’s funny, though. When I was in high school, I used to take part in plays and musicals. My memorization has never been all that great, but assuming the role of a character and following a script has always been a bit easier than talking on the fly. Large groups didn’t bother me, but smaller groups were always hard to deal with.
I wonder if they’d let me take a pad of paper and a pen with me, so I can jot down thoughts before they fly by.
Maybe I should take a cue from this guy.
So long as there’s somewhere comfortable to sit and someone willing to scratch those out of the way spots for me, I’ll be happy.
Well, I have the first thing down, at least.