I’ve written poetry since I was in high school. Rarely shared, my eyes only and all that.
I’ve found in talking with people, a lot of folks have written poetry. Their poetry is usually tucked away, locked up tighter than the secret formula of Coke. I didn’t start sharing my poetry until 2006, when I started performing at poetry open mic nights here in FredVegas.
I showed up at the Wounded Bookstore, with 2 poems memorized, locked, and loaded. The room was full and I was glad I invited friends of mine as back-up. It was my turn on the mic and something funny happened.
When I turned and faced the crowd, the fear seemed to subside. When I opened my mouth, it was on and crackin’. I’ve been hooked ever since.
I think the anticipation messed with me more than the actual performance. I was prepared. I was ready. All I had to do was show up.
It may be like that for you when you are faced with engaging your art/craft/that thing you love to do yet would terrify you to do it in public.
I dare you, nay, I double dog dare you: show up and see what happens.
Set sail and put it out in front of people. Be prepared and see where your craft will take you.
[photo by jfortugaleza]