I’m just wondering if any other authors suffer from this syndrome.
It’s the one where someone hands you one of your books to sign after a reading and
every single brain cell you have stops working. Brain freeze. The person
standing in front of you is someone you have known for at least ten years – but
can you remember their name?
Spelling also goes totally out the window; for example
last night, I managed to totally mangle the name Nathaniel so that it resembled
nothing more than a long line of consonants.
So far I have remembered my own name, but I’m not complacent
about that always being the case.
How I envy those authors who can manage to write an
erudite but personal message under these circumstances.
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