Stumbling Out of the Gate

I had my first “official” author presentation for Lemonade and Holy Stuff.  And I did………okay.  I goofed up a couple of times which only solidified my initial feelings about the day:  I hadn’t earned my spot at the table, so to speak.

I know that everyone faces self-doubt, but lately I’ve been bathing in it.  I’ve been feeling that old word “just” sneaking in where it isn’t welcome.  I’m just a mom who writes humorous and poignant stories about her kids.  I’m just a non-fiction writer with no finger on the pulse of fiction, the real meat that readers are after.  I’m just a self-published author.  Chimps could pull that off.  I hate “just.”  It implies “less than.”  However, that is exactly how I feel:  so very less than.

Truly, I wish there was a vitamin Confidence that I could take.  That would solve all my problems.

I am aware that I view myself through a pretty harsh lens.  Unfortunately, that’s how I’m wired.  I’m so Type A that it isn’t funny.  The problem with being Type A is that I am also human.  I screw up.  A lot.  None of that changes that expectation in my head that I be perfect, even if it’s my first time doing it.

My writers’ group, bless their scribbling hearts, are so very supportive.  If not for their weekly pats on the back, I wouldn’t be as productive a writer.  They truly lift me up when I need it.  They were there to support me on Saturday, even saving my butt when I forgot to bring my book to the podium with me.  Yes.  You read that right.  I forgot my damn book.  What author does that?

My family and friends were there to support me, which was awesome.  Seeing their faces scattered in the audience gave me something to look at while my voice shook and my computer went backwards during my PowerPoint presentation.  I still don’t know how that happened.  I wasn’t pressing the wrong button.  Technology hates me.  Those who were there Saturday got to witness it first hand.

In any regard, I’m positive I came off as scatter-brained, or, at the very least, as unorganized.  Sadly, there isn’t much I can do to rectify that situation.  I can take this as a learning experience.  In the future, I plan to:

1.  Take more anxiety medication, because what I did take didn’t work.

2.  NOT FORGET MY BOOK.

3.  And it warrants repeating:  Not forget my book.

4.  Make Jim run the technology.  It quivers in fear in his presence.

5.  Teach my kids to do a little, entertaining jig in front of strangers to distract from their mother’s ineptitude.

At the very least, the kids will get their exercise in for the day.

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4 thoughts on “Stumbling Out of the Gate

  1. Baja Rancho La Bellota says:

    I really enjoyed reading this because it sounds like me. The self doubt thing, but hang in there! We all goof up sometimes. Me too, and a lot. 🙂 Loved what you wrote, and you have a great blog. My passion is writing too. Take care, and congratulations.
    Caroline

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    • Miranda Gargasz says:

      Ugh. I just feel like I let so many people down. My intentions were so very good……So glad that you found me, Caroline. We writers need to stick together! I’m running over to check you out now.

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  2. Kathryn McCullough says:

    First, let me say how sorry I am for my delay in getting here. I have lots of excuses but none of them good enough.

    I may be partial, but I’m CONFIDENT you were BRILLIANT. There is no way folks would not have been delighted by you and your writing. And your small mistakes only add to that charm. We all appreciate the chance to see we aren’t the only ones who are imperfect.

    I love you, Sista. Keep up the good work. I SO wish I could have been there! I’m proud to call you, my friend!

    Hugs from Ecuador,
    Kathy

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    • Miranda Gargasz says:

      You are so sweet! I actually have a friend who made a short film of my speech. I’m going to see if she will let me share it here. She did an amazing job of making me seem put together. If only real life came with an editing room!

      Just read your recent post. Moving sucks up most of my time, too, so don’t feel badly. My life is eating me alive. Just so happy to see how great you and Sara are doing! Love to both of you!

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