I was very nervous about reading at Wordplay last night. I was reading second, following the incredible Spliff Richards, which made me even more nervous. As it was the audience seemed to enjoy themselves and I felt OK once I was reading (although onstage might not have been the best place for me to start improvising edits of one section). Rachel afterwards described me as a ‘solid’ performer, which is, I think, a compliment. It was a lovely evening, also featuring the charming Bristol poet, Nathan Filer, who reduced one woman in the audience to tears (of laughter, fortunately). Thank you to Rachel for inviting me to read.
Here’s a video of Mr. Filer with his poem Perfidious Albino: