Tonight I will be the guest speaker for the Yass Rotary Club. They’ve invited me to come and speak as an author (who, me?) and I’m worried that they will be disappointed. Because really and truly, I’m just a girl (I have good skin). I mean I’m really just a person. A person who wrote a book last year and has lost a bit of the momentum that carried me through the launch, book readings and book signings.
I’m downright nervous.
Being on the telly was nervewracking (less so when I realised the cameraman was an old friend of mine) but I also knew they could edit to make me both look and sound better. The launch was great because I had invited pretty much all the people there anyway. Book readings were fun because my work was often the comedy after some very serious stuff. But this is just me. Speaking. For 20 to 25 minutes. And I won’t even have children around to use as props or sound effects. And you’d think I would have prepared something. You’d be wrong. I have pondered it vaguely. I have run a few sentences around in my head. And left it to the last minute. And then I have made a quilt, dyed some old wool blankets, done three loads of washing, the dishwasher and cleaned the kids bathroom. I know! That’s not like me at all!
It’s the Rotary Club, people. I’ve probably served half of them coffee and cake in my paying job.
Will they frown on my silliness? Will I hear crickets?
Somebody send me some laughs??!!