Doctor today. Blood taken. Sitting for hours in the fluorescent waiting room, no book, no magazine, with dozens of other people waiting to be poked with a needle. Listened to two women talk in great detail how to make Jerk Chicken. The world is a fascinating place.
Got a prescription for precious, precious Inderal. It’s a stage fright drug that I learned about because it’s taken by half of the NY philharmonic. It’s a perfect stage fright drug because it doesn't act like a downer like Valium. Motor coordination is fine, it just cuts the nerves. I took it on my book tour most nights. I have three readings in March in Portland, L.A. and Berkeley. It’s been a while since I’ve done a reading. I’m older now, maybe I won’t be as nervous, but I’d like to not take the chance on being an embarrassment. My heart could end up in my throat and I won’t be able to speak at all. I’ll mention the readings as the day draws closer. Maybe I’ll meet a blogger or two. Another reason to take stage fright medication. I don’t want to end up like Andy Partridge.
I’m days away from releasing my novel.
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