The event was literally breathtaking. Nick’s way of reading his own prose had each audience member falling in love with him. You could envision yourself in the same dimly lit room with cigarette smoke wafting about – or on a beach with the hot, hot sun and mass amounts of mosquitoes crowding nearby – as his poetry and stories recounted. Each time his eyes danced, the audience smiled. Every time his breath caught in his throat, the audience held their own. He gave a very personal look into the mind of a creative who looks not to one single field of expression, but to multiple fields for exploring. I left feeling inspired and thoughtful – wondering what other fields I too could explore.