When I stand up to speak. Something happens. I call it the fog. Out comes the stream of waffle that relates to what I have practiced, or a least written. Maybe even several versions and I have shaved content or completely re- written to get to that point where I can say ….I’m ready.
Next it is the impatience of waiting for the time to arrive so I can deliver this thing and get it off my chest.
Over the years I have looked at art and listened to music and when I meet the artist there is some character , flavour and style that I recognise. They may look completely different than I imagined but I can see some of their essence that is truly them and is immediately apparent in their artwork. Their art has them within it.
That paragraph came along and disrupted my train of thought ..but its still relevant to the point I am thinking on.
Back to my story ….maybe.
So I have written this speech and re arranged it. I come to now deliver it live and often. Something makes me want to completely change it. It may be a comment in a conversation minutes before. I suddenly feel compelled to change it all on the fly.
Now the fog arrives. I am not sure what is going on. I can hear myself. I can sense the engine and cursor is far enough a head that my predictive text is delivering sensible and logical . Thus the speech is delivered.
I remember I used to sing songs and make up songs in that moment and it was truly amazing when the character of the music and the words worked and a song was delivered.
So finally here’s the point I want practice my speaking so much that all I need is some sense of a prompt. This may be a heading or a picture. The point is and I think this is true. I can re shape a talk to suit the audience. Quickly react to the “vibe” . I can sing the same tune essentially using the same song. The key may have shifted the lyric slightly repackaged and tailored for the audience.
This is my why I think. This the how also . When I hear interviews of someone like Leonard Cohen. His labours to re write material over and over to get to the most beautiful and economic and yet poignant lyric.
Or how Bob Dylan changes songs to different feels. Is this so he can re discover the song in a new way. A different delivery of the message. Same but different.
Inspirational folk like this are the reasons I seem to be enjoying this desire to speak in public.
This is my why. I can control the fog. Control it from practice. Also respecting the audience and recipient of the gift of a speech.
What’s your why?