Honorarium

It occurred to me as the Rockland Center for the Arts director handed me a check after my presentation today that I've completed an odd rite of passage - I've earned my first honorarium. Of course, my father was there to witness the moment where I proved my mettle, much as when he shepherded me through my Bar Mitzvah.

It's just $50, but I have to say there's an odd feeling for being paid to talk on something you're enthusiastic about for an hour, and then be treated like the talk was worthwhile, instead of just a huge bore for everyone involved.

I wonder if I can convince anyone to fork over the cash for me to prattle on about Syd Barrett for an hour?

D.