have you been drinking, son?

Yesterday we had to perform our scene in front of the entire class. We were chosen to go last and as the other groups got up, I realized that they had prepared way more than we had. Some had props and some we just really good. The best performance was the group that had “my” scene. I am not biased, their acting was really good. Well, we got up there and dudeman who was performing our scene with me was really nervous and he kind of sucked. That just helped me to suck more and it was all dowhill from there.

We didn’t rehearse that much, but one of our group members didn’t show up which kind of made it hard to know what we were doing wrong. I kind of felt sorry for the guy because in the critique, all the “suggestions” were for him (although I admit, I felt a little bit good about that). In reality, he was probably struggling so much, it drew all attention away from me. He even forgot one of his lines and even though he recovered well, you could tell what had happened.

I have to get over this writer’s block. I know the only way to do that is to sit down and write, but I think I am scared that if I sit down and start writing, I’ll discover once and for all that I just suck. I don’t believe that to be the case. I am not the greatest writer in the world, but I think I am fair.

Emenim sucks, yet I listen, why?