October 14, 2003
Hampton Union
(A journalist decides to join a chorus)
As the car door closes with an old clunk and I walk from the back of the First Congregational Church to its heavy, wooden double-door in the front, the nervous jangle is deep in my stomach. Just below the rib cage is a distantly familiar feeling. "I feel like I’m going on a freakin’ first date," I say aloud.
Nervous? Of course I’m nervous. I’m about to do something I haven’t done since I was an innocent. And I’m going to do it in public. Well, not exactly in public but with the public, with people I don’t know. As I walk through the doors, there’s no escaping it. I’m committed now. I am going to have to sing. More
Posted by acapnews at October 14, 2003 2:42 PM
