A year ago, I gave a book talk at my high school. You know how you're only supposed to return to the gaping hormone hole we named "public school 9th/10th/11th/12th grade" after like twenty years when you're finally hot, rich, successful, and hopefully in a relationship? Yeah; I was invited back with no time to prepare for those things and showed up nineteen years old, single, but hopefully slightly cuter than I was in my high school days. Oh, and I'd published a novella so that was something.
I didn't have a website back then because I was clueless on how networking operated, but I did have a Tumblr, and as soon as I got home that day I made a million posts about it which I'm sure nobody ever saw. However, the other day I was in my archive and rediscovered them. It was really amusing to read my reactions to it all, and so I transplanted them here for you fine people to see.
But first! To set the scene:
Me: one year younger than I am now, self-conscious and home from college. I'd also just chopped all my hair off at Thanksgiving.
Place: New York State, snowy and quiet. The countryside.
Time: the middle of December, only a few days before Christmas I think, like the 21st or something.
I had to put on a miner's hat and lumber off deep into my Tumblr archive to find these, and I was actually looking for a different post when I found them, but re-reading these made me smile.
ALSO: I DO REALIZE I'M WEARING THE EXACT SAME DRESS AS THE ONE IN MY PROFILE PIC TO THE RIGHT. For some reason, I basically only take good photos of myself if I'm wearing that dress. The dress is fierce. They were not taken at the same time, though. Promise.
Do you have any funny stories about giving book talks? Flubbed presentations? Don't lie to me, I know public speaking is basically terrifying for everyone (at least a little bit).
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