I should have started doing this far, far earlier in my life than now. This revelation isn’t really very useful or productive, so now it’s been said let’s stick it in the pile and move on. Friday was, all told, very surreal, like it happened to somebody else, or I was slightly removed from my own body. The only thing remembered was the round of applause granted when it was apparent this poem wot I wrote was a first publication.

Everything else is a blur. I met some lovely people though, and had a long conversation with Rachel Boast, for whom the W.S. Graham project has been something of a labour of love. Lots of people were lovely about my ability and my presentation too, which all bodes well going forward. Part of me wants to do a slideshow of imagery to go with any future reading, and suspect that there may be opportunity to try this out later in the year. There are plans, oh yes.

I wish I’d taken more pictures too, but in the end the ones that exist will be enough as a start. A phenomenal amount of stuff was learnt: I need better trousers for starters, and a pair of gig boots. Then there’s material, and the route to further publication… I’m looking forward to being told I’ve not won a bunch of stuff next month so I can sort out a ton of other projects using that detritus. The biggest bonus undoubtedly from all of this is a feeling of validation. Yes, you can do this.

Yes, this is just the beginning.

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