Last Sunday I read at Short Fuse's erotica night. I was more nervous than normal since the material was very different – I don't often stand in front of large groups saying words like 'clitoris'. It was less stressful than I expected and I was happier with the reading than usual. In fact the only problem was the intro I wrote, which was evidently less amusing than I'd thought.
I really enjoyed the other readers too, but best of all was Catherine Smith. Her reading of a filthy story called Telepathy was a revelation, one of the best readings I've seen. All in all a lovely and inspiring evening. I want to write some more erotica in the future.
The problem with this weblog is that I don't always have exciting things to talk about but when too many things are happening I don't have time to post. Consequently the weblog documents the moderately exciting times in my life.
Life has been pretty good lately, apart from a disastrous trip to the park this afternoon. First a bird used me for a toilet and then I feel over in the playground. Somehow I avoided swearing and was very brave and didn't cry, but – MY KNEE HURTS!
I'm going to spend the rest of the evening sulking.