Originally Posted by Wildwoman
Iím very comfortable with it, which is kind of surprising considering what a neurotic mess I am, but maybe not so surprising considering how I love to talk. While it probably can be learned, it seems to be innate for me, as Iíve had no training or even very extensive experience at it. I just sort of have a zone where Iím completely calm and unconcerned (I have yet to reach this zone while doing pretty much anything else).
I am quite the same. I know exactly which zone you mean.
I know why it doesn't bother me. I am like you, WW, in that I love to talk. More precisely, I love to communicate. I like to talk, listen, read, write, draw. When English alone didn't satisfy my lust for language, I learned Spanish so that I could communicate with an even larger number of people. I have my sights set on learning German as soon as I have conquered Spanish (alas, I have a long way to go. I can generally carry on a conversation as long as it is relatively simple, and I am pretty good at understanding written Spanish, but my vocabulary, grammar, and comprehension of oral Spanish are all quite weak.
I'm also not afraid because there is no reason to be afraid. What is the worst thing that is likely to happen? Hecklers? OK, so I might look foolish for a while, and some people might leave with a lasting impression of me as a dolt. That isn't a threat to my life or health, it's just a small embarrassment that will either fade in time or become hilarious in retrospect.
I do way more public performing than actual speaking. I will be performing (singing) at the party we're having this weekend. I might sing well, I might not. I might **** the whole song up, I might leave people with visions of angel choirs in their heads, who knows? Who cares? The song will be over in four minutes, and nobody else is scrutinizing me as closely as I am scrutinizing myself, anyway!