Today I wrote and read some poems at a public poetry reading.
You read that right: I wrote and read today.
I woke up this morning knowing that I needed something at least semi-holiday themed for a poetry reading that I somehow agreed to take part in, sat down, and wrote two poems which I then proceeded to dictate publicly less than an hour later.
Who even am I anymore?
I’m starting to think that I’m the type of person who can not stop herself from taking things right down to the wire. But when my writing is well-received, it’s not much of a motivator to stop procrastinating, now is it?
But really, the point is, I pushed myself outside of my comfort zone today and read my work to a public audience rather than hiding behind a computer screen. And pushing my boundaries is apparently what I’m all about these days.Y