>Wednesday night I read from Love, Daddy – Letters & Stories From My Jailed Deaf Dad for “8 Million Stories” produced by the Gathering of the Tribes in New York. It was a strange little place but perfect for my virgin reading.
I was happy to have some friendly, familiar faces in the crowd for my first time “performing” in about eight years. I am out of practice, definitely, as I was so short of breath the whole time but think that was mainly due to nerves. Hopefully, I’ll get better & better as my confidence grows.
I’ve always worried that the story is just too heavy and weird for people to feel comfortable laughing so I had two intentional bits of comic relief peppered in. I was pleasantly surprised at the laughs I wasn’t expecting at things I had no idea were funny.
Anyway, here is a super short clip for your potential enjoyment:
There’s another one posted over at Love, Daddy. Check it out or come watch me read it live on Sunday, May 14th at the Back Fence.
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