Networking nerves

Last night I went to a networking event for screenwriters. I rarely get the chance to rub shoulders with other writers, so I was rather nervous.

That’s the excuse I’m giving. I was nervous.

‘Cause when someone asked me what I wrote, a bunch of gobbledygook poured out of my mouth. A veritable flood of nonsense. I’m pretty sure it was unintelligible. It certainly didn’t make it seem I knew how to put two words together.

Even worse, my hands kept flapping about like I was swatting a swarm of mosquitoes. They were doing it all on their own, I had no control over them.

Sigh.

Obviously, I need to get out more.