Last Saturday, I read this story at a local music festival. Telling or reading a story is so different from writing it and waiting for a response. It was the second year for me at the festival. Last year, I got to know the real definition of stage fright. You know when people say they are so nervous might pee their pants? Yeah. No exaggeration. I was that scared. This year, I was much less nervous. People laughed in all the right places. I think I like this story-telling gig. I just might do it again. I published my reading over at Once a Little Girl. Please skip on over by clicking here.
TBT: Live Story-telling