Last night the reality of what I had said yes to a few months ago sunk in. Next month I am going to give a talk at Spellbound. Gulp. Another gulp. What was I thinking? I am going to be nervous for the entire month.
Spellbound is where more than I can count creative, artistic, talented will be sharing and creating, the sponsors and instructors are:
Plus all the wonderful people who will be coming to exchange, share and create together.
I keep telling myself, "...these women are lovely, full of soul, salt of the earth, kindred spirits, they are going to be supportive, and encouraging... I don't need to be nervous...
BuT WhAT aM I GoInG To SaY to TheM ThAT tHeY HavEn'T HeaRD BeFoRe?
I know I have to have an opening line, something memorized... something to cast my voice out of myself so that it doesn't stayed buried only to pop out in a stammer, "Oh...Um...Gulp...ha ha ha, Hi!"
I cannot talk about what I create... because I am not a crafter. In elementary school, where arts and crafts was usually the preferred class to reading, writing or arithmetic... I wasn't keen on doing arts and crafts, not that I excelled in the other options...Anyway I like to pick the dry glue off my hands. Scissors bugged me, and glitter was, well, simply messy.
I guess I could say, "Hi, I am not a crafter but I love what you do!"
So as I toy with words, thoughts, inspiration and the idea of how to get out of this--
I would like your advice: What should I talk about to this wonderful group of women who I don't want to look like a fool in front of???
Can you hear me say, Help!
P.S. Diogenes I am coming to see you, please have wine!
P.S.S Please come all of you and hold up signs that say, "Smile, Don't Worry, Think Brocante, I am here if you need to faint."