I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.
I’m a writer by trade…or education, at least. I have two degrees in this whole fiction business, and I can peck out a piece of fiction at the drop of a hat. I’m not terribly proficient at being concise. I’ve never been really adept at short stories. I need my excessive lore and world-building.
But writing a snappy little intro to go before a performance at a show? Hell. Pure unadulterated hell.
I write about myself here, but it’s more as a background to a larger point. A little paragraph of info about me that doesn’t sound like a dry biography from the 1800s? Yeah…I’m not so great at that. Having social anxiety and OCD really doesn’t help either.
Writing an intro is more nerve wracking than actually performing. It shouldn’t be, but it is. I would assume it’s a product of my neurotic tendency for perfectionism, but I don’t think I’m alone in being frustrated with the process.
It’s a really stupid thing to get worked up over…but, alas, here I am, sitting at my desk at 03:30, trying to peck out 3 awkward sentences for Star Fest.
For those of you out there who aren’t excessively self-conscious? What’s it like? It must be the most wonderful feeling in the world.
I guess I’ll go back to wrangling my brain squirrels. Here’s a lovely guide to writing show intros by Ananke: http://anankedance.com/5-creative-approaches-to-writing-a-stage-introduction/