What possible excuse can there be for not stopping here to flag up possibly the busiest weekend ever to have graced my calendar? I’ll leave out the Friday golf and light opera event and cut to the chase of things I feel you need to know about.
So here we go, here we go …
Bright and early on Saturday I’ll be off to the increasingly famous village of Hawkesbury Upton where the Indefatigable Debbie Young (whose name you may remember!) is staging the second HU Litfest. If you’d like to catch me there here’s my personal programme:
10.15 – discussion panel ‘Writing What You Know – or Not?’
11.15 – reading two short pieces with a group of short story and flash fiction writers (heads-up – some of them scarily eminent)
2.15 – chairing another group of writers reading contemporary fiction – most of whom I know and can definitely recommend.
Needless to say there’s lots more to see and hear but in between you’ll probably find me in the festival cafe and bookshop (in the Methodist chapel) wearing my lovely author badge, or just breathing in some country air
before heading off to my evening appointment . ..
When our own community choir took a temporary break, we were delighted to be invited to a ‘sister’ choir which is preforming Haydn’s Creation, yes, you guessed, on Saturday night in Warmley.
Nomine performs solely in aid of Children’s Hospice South West, so as well as a learning a challenging piece of music it’s been a privilege to be supporting this great cause. I’ll be making a huge effort to sing the right notes in as close to the right order as I possibly can. Luckily there are lots more altos to make up for any deficiencies on my part.
And finally (I think!)
On Sunday – after a good gargle? – I’m off to Stroud where I’m especially proud to be one of #theaprilten in a short story event that’s getting more noticed all the time.
I’m afraid Stroud Short Stories is already sold out (you have to be quick!) but a hint of what I’m reading will be available on Friday on Authors Electric (I’ll try to update this link tomorrow) where I’m blogging on the crossover between art and fiction.
So that’s it.
Will I make it from Hawkesbury to Warmley in time? Will I have have a voice left by Monday? Only time will tell. The thing is, there is no way I would want to miss any of it.
Hoping to see you along the way. Hoping to survive.