On the Nervousness of Not Being Nervous
A Willamette Week reporter interviewed me yesterday about my book. I was, somewhat unuually for me, not at all nervous in the interview. I was, in fact, very atypically myself--flinging my arms about, making self-desparaging comments, going off on wild and unprompted tangents. I'm terrified of how this will turn out. What if someone actually writes about what I'm really like?

2 Comments:
You're doomed.
Ha!
You'll be fine.
In my limited experience, these are the ones that turn out best.
Art
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