We’ll all be speaking at next month’s Melbourne Writers Festival.
The program isn’t officially launched until next week and my spot isn’t 100% set yet, but it looks like I will be on Sunday 31st August in the evening at the Festival Club (ACMI). I will be doing a reading of some of my work (not sure which yet – I’ll keep you posted) and have general question and answer time at the end.
I can’t deny I was sort of dumbstruck when I was asked; because I’m currently rather knocked about with some sort of chest infection and I had to check and double-check whether the invitation was a hallucination. Nope, it wasn’t.
So after a little celebratory boogie, I took myself back to bed, where I snuggled with a hot water bottle and a vicks-smeared handkerchief and thought of 100 different ways in Which I Was Not To Embarrass Myself Or My Family at the festival.
#1 – Don’t make the mistake like I did at the Emerging Writers’ Festival and wear a wrap-around-tied satin top which gapes dangerously at the front if it loosens in the slightest.
Hope to see some of you there!
*I realise it might seem a tad out-RAGE-ous! that I should mention myself in the same sentence as those other two literary giants. Also, please, realise I agree wholeheartedly. I just couldn’t help myself – and I bet you’d do the same in my place 😉
