The Decision
Everyone who has ever overcome shyness knows that it takes work. For me, that work began in earnest when I started the MFA program at Whidbey. I promised myself that I would volunteer for everything. I would speak up in class, talk to everyone, and help with anything I could reasonably do without shorting my classwork. I knew I was only going to be in this program for two years, and I wanted to get everything out of it that I possibly could.
It occurred to me that this Cirque reading is part of that promise. My choice is between spending a last comfortable evening among friends before the residency ends the next day, or driving an hour each way to participate in a huge public event, primarily among strangers.
Assuming that my writing career goes even moderately well, I will be expected to read under similar circumstances* on an irregular basis. This is a chance to cut my teeth on such a reading, with the added benefit that I’ll know at least two of the other readers.
In short, I owe it to myself to attend. I’m going.
So, for those of you in the Seattle area, I’ll be part of a large reading at the ACT on August 13th at 8 p.m. For those concerned about time, it should run about an hour.
*though rarely in so big a venue