workshop...

well, i had my first poetry workshop today... I was a little nervous heading into it as I haven't really written any poetry all summer (a bad work habit I know, but it's too late now), and my friend (and security blanket) Ben isn't going to be in it. But, it went well for the most part and I think it's going to be a good group of people.
Our teacher, instead of making us answer the usual questions of "what did you read this summer" and "what do you want to get out of this class", asked us instead to say what we thought we were "bringing to the class" and what we wanted to "leave behing". Yikes! I was thinking, as my heart started to slap a little harder against my ribs, that I have no idea what i'm bringing to the class - fear of public speaking? of not writing well enough for the class? these are not very positive things... I think I blubbered something about my love of nature and coming from a small town like Nelson... And what i wanted to leave behind? my stifiling fear of failure... I think I said, not talking enough in class, and fear of attacking any subject... sigh. And then, to top off my feeling of inaptitude, we had to do a writing exercise, which was all fine and dandy until we were asked to share them, and of course I passed, and then had to listen to everyone else being brave enough to read theirs aloud. argh, sometimes i want to smack myself.
But, I'm going to let it go. we have to hand in 2 poems next week, and I'm going to be ready and willing to participate whatever my hesitations. so there.

On a pleasant note, Canada won the World Cup in Hockey! (yes, I am a band wagon hockey fan, i'll admit it) And, one of my favourite shows, Scrubs, is on for another season. yay!
and so goodnight.