reading out loud makes me vomit

June 3, 2010 Posted by the writer

I can’t read my poetry out loud.

I learned this recently after being asked to do so.

I have absolutely no issue writing and performing funnies, having a play with improv, or being an extra in say… a bikini model zombie flick (shout out to Mr Loupos!)

Just don’t ask me to read one of my poems. I’d much rather hear someone else do it…

In that past three weeks I have heard three different voices read my poetry. It’s amazing how words can continuously progress into new stages of beauty…

Although my net surfing hours are numbered now that I am actually able to barter my word skills for currency… I still pick up faint pieces each day of interesting projects by amazing artists happening around the world.

255 posts in… it’s nice to see myself evolving into one of these. There’s nothing catchy about what I’m on about… I don’t predict a clever conclusion to my madness of daily updates.

However, somewhere in between I am coming across some of the most talented people you will ever meet and I can’t wait to bring forward all of the behind the scenes things happening that are taking place at the moment.

Pretty soon cult tribe…

But it won’t be me reading anything out loud.

… I don’t think I’m ready yet.

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gretchen's brain is preoccupied with words.

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