Now, I know how this post sounds so far. You're expecting me to go into an anecdote about how one time I tried to do a performance, sucked, but the audience cheered me on anyway. Well, if that's really what you're looking forward to in this post, I am afraid you will be disappointed. But honestly, that would have been a boring and cliche post so I don't see why you would look forward to it.
No, indeed I did not perform. That is because I have no talent that is perform-able. During such talent shows, the thought always occurs to me of the people with talents who can't be shown. Like a painter can't go up and paint in front of an audience, just as I can't go in front of one and write a story. But I suppose such talents are often associated with the introverted such who would prefer not to be in front of a large group of people anyway (not to stereotype introverts, nor artists/writers). Plus for them there are art galleries, and...publishers.
I, though introverted, do have a random, erm, I guess we'll call it talent, that I have wanted to perform. It is actually a type of theatre competition called prose, though I do not compete and would therefore only want to do it as a talent. It is where you read aloud a piece of prose, almost in the way of a monologue, except not because monologues are terrifying (yes, I have dabbled in the theatre industry-- that's another story/post, though). It seems fun, though I feel that audiences would be very confused-- even at Open Mic Night, where anything goes-- if I went up on stage and started reading out the Allie's baseball mitt passage from Catcher in the Rye in a Holden-esque tone (I considered doing the competition for all of a day, so yes, I do have a passage picked out).
So, yes, sometimes I secretly wish to be talented in the ways of performance, but me being my introvert self, I know that it is best that I just remain one of the cheering audience members.
And yes, I do realize this post was excessively random and fairly long. As a reward for your patience and tolerance at my rambling, I give you this photo:
|That's right, it's an inchworm. And it's going for the camera lens.|
|As awesome as the last pic was, here's a clearer shot of the little guy.|
|And his inching abilities. You're glad you read the whole post now, aren't you? That's right, awesome inchworm pics for worthy readers.|