120: And they clapped?!

[philosophy_eyes]

So I read at an open mic night. It was at the phoenix, I read three poems. At the beginning of the night only one was titled, and at the end, all three had titles

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[chameleonpixie]

The conga rats are doing a dance of congrats for you!

[esotericbelle]

Hmm...I don't suppose you recognized Nate Kreiger there?

...I saw him awhile back and he mentioned that he goes the Phoenix open mic nights, and I told him way back that I would go, but I haven't.

Just wondering.

[philosophy_eyes]

If he was there, then I never met him?/Don't know of him?

[esotericbelle]

Remember Nate from fencing? All right, fair enough you left like almost 3 years earlier than I did. Nate was tall, neaderthal-like. Curly hair, graduated from Brooklyn High. Remember yet?

[philosophy_eyes]

of course, any reason I should though?

[lokiscohort]

I'm not surprised. You have a philosopher's soul and poetry is in your blood.

Now as for me, I can't write poetry to save my life.

[philosophy_eyes]

However, you've finished a novel. I've never done that.

[wildkat137]

Congrats, you're much braver than I to read stuff up there, too! ^_^

[philosophy_eyes]

So the quaking fear that was going through me up until I set foot on the stage... makes me brave?

Kat, I'm a bit older than you, and I bet when you're inching toward 21 I can get you to try an open mic night. I bet you'd get just as much applause if not more :-p!

*hug* Hope work's going well!

[afterthought926]

Isn't bravery facing fears?
I'm nearing 22... and no way would you get me up in front of people.

[wildkat137]

Actually, work's done at this point. Now to get ready for college...