I enjoy writing. I can express myself better on the page than in person. I have time to consider and reconsider my thoughts and find just the right words that expresses those thoughts in a way that I like. Plus paper and pen are not intimidating. They don't mock me.
So when the South Carolina Book Festival People contacted me to see if I would be a panelist for one of their workshops--I pretty near lost my cookies. I knew I had to say yes, but I wanted to crawl in a hole. This is Way-Outside-of-my-Comfort-Zone. One on one, I seem to be able to be reasonably competent in the speaking sciences but put me in front of people with a microphone and my knees turn to water, my brains to mush, and my mouth to an arid desert with out so much as a drop of saliva.
Oh well, I take comfort in the thought that no one knows me there. If I make a complete idiot of myself I will find just the right words to write in my next blog post to make it seem like it was humorous walk in the park.