This contest must have been so scary that only FIVE people had the COURAGE TO STEP UP!!! And now, we have asked these final finalists to sweep us away with their bravery…and the first to make a display of chivalry is Michael Stang!!!
The power of speech is well known to us that work with the written word. Just tonight, a family member was telling me that he felt more comfortable with his written word versus his spoken. Many of us writers feel that way too. We can hide behind the Word document. Nobody can see our hands shaking. No one can hear our shallow breathing–assuming the person we’re speaking to hasn’t taken our breath away. Even I’ve been told to stop writing how I felt and just SAY it.
But expressing ourselves with our lips and voices means diving into the water–with no promise that we will surface again. But if it’s worth it, who needs air? So, without further ado, here is Michael Stang’s true story:
Walk the Talk
You can talk just as good as me you little bastard
It’s all an act
I’m on to you
Don’t think I won’t
Get off your knees
Be a man …
The fear of stuttering left me in my mid-fifties. But for a boy of fourteen, it was a different story.
I was afraid of everything, of life itself. However, there was nothing more fearful than the dreaded telephone.
Glenda said she would call with her decision to go steady with me.
The phone rang.
Trembled sweat boiled my skin.
“Hello,” I said with sublimity.