It's here; my concert is tomorrow night! I'm so excited and so nervous. What if we don't do so good? I mean, every time we have a concert, our practice goes smooth and amazing, but when we actually sing in front of the audience, we mess up because of our nerves. what if this is what's going to happen? We've all worked too hard to mess up and be talked about like we are a regular Women's Chorus instead of an advanced one. I know I've gone too far and done too much to even do that.
I've been writing a bit more than usual lately. I guess I have Mr. Herring to thank for that a little, but my problem is that I don't know what to write about. My head is like an empty canvas and I NEED to know what to paint and who's story to tell. If I can't do that, then what kind of writer am I? Exactly, it means that I'm not one. If I can't tell a story I'm not a writer, if I can't create amazing details where the hero and story comes to life, then I'm not a Creative Writer. I just feel like I need to get my head in the game.
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