I had a thought this morning while running in the park. Yesterday, I was going to take my stories to a local writers group, for the first time. I printed off one of the stories, to carry with me; and I sat down to read it while the other story printed. As I read the first story, I envisioned myself, reading it out loud to this group of strangers. I'm sure they would have been supportive, and encouraging, but frankly I couldn't imagine myself reading this story out loud. It didn't feel like me. This morning, on my run I got the idea, if I wasn't willing to read the story in person to strangers, then maybe it wasn't my true voice. Maybe I need to go back and work on the stories until I can stand in front of people, people whom I've never met, and be proud of what I am reading. So, this month's project is to go back and rewrite the stories with the idea that I am going to stand up in public and read to strangers. I hope in doing this, my true voice will come through. I just wish I hadn't already submitted the stories to so many different outlets. Oh well, I guess this is going to be a marathon, not a sprint.
We'll see.
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