| Me. Nervous as all heck. |
Before you proceed, turn on this video from Youtube to have a soundtrack in the background while you read this post:
And imagine the scent of sandalwood incense and bitter Chinese baijiu wine.
And the sounds of people chatting, sharing ideas, laughing, getting caught up with long-lost contacts.
Now you're starting to get the feeling of my book launch event from last night, aka My Little Shanghai Project. Just starting.
Having just moved into Berlin with a toddling 2-year-old and with my life packed in banker's boxes, organizing this event was stressful for my perfectionist self. Honestly -- as ALL my guests know by now -- I still didn't know which excerpts I was going to read aloud from my book, Trixi Pudong and the Greater World, even as people were arriving. This is very rare for me. All my writer life, I have not only prepared my reading list weeks before my events, but I have also rehearsed my readings in front of my writing partners. I'm a planning freak.
So yesterday, I stayed nervous, procrastinated, and mingled with my own friends until one of my closest author buddies (who'd just flown in from LA) arrived, one hour late. She had just stepped foot in the Rote Beete Cafe and I was already grabbing her arm whispering to her, "I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO READ YET."
And you know what? She was calm. She smiled. Her words rescued me.
