My Voice Was Like Fingernails on a Chalkboard
2 min readApr 6, 2024
But Now I Like Myself
My creative juices are flowing now that the days are getting longer and the sun is shining into the evening. Free-flowing, as opposed to slow like molasses in January.
I have never been a fan of my voice or liked hearing myself on any recording. I have been reluctant to read my poems aloud, and I am not confident in public speaking.