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Small Stories, Bristol

My evening at Small Stories, Bristol.

crea•ture/ˈkrēCHər/Noun - An animal, as distinct from a human being

On Monday 7th April I was privileged to be part of the first Small Stories event at The Birdcage in Bristol. I was delighted to be joined by my husband and two of our friends, including Dis Charge (not in drag), whom one of my story’s characters is based on.


It was the first time I had ever read any of my writing in public and it was quite the experience. Being a performer I am no stranger to the stage, but it’s crazy how much more nerve-wracking reading a story can be than performing at or compering a burlesque show. I put it down to the fact that writing is so personal – even if fiction – and many of us are terrified that the reaction is not what I should be. After all, rejection lurks around every corner for a writer.

My main concern was that no one would find…

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3 thoughts on “Small Stories, Bristol

  1. I’ve never read my work in public but I can just imagine how nerve-wracking it must be. I remember that when I was at Webber-D and we had directed something, it was up to the director to stand in front of the tabs and introduce it. Though we were all actors-in-training, some of us were hopeless at being ourselves in order to do this effectively. I was determined to do it with assurance and was even more nervous than normal as a result. Wish I could remember what it was…oh, yes, a mini version of Cowardy Custard! By the way, I’m afraid I still haven’t had a chance to to start reading the book, let alone review it but I promise it will be done though maybe not as soon as either of us would have hoped. Have a great weekend!

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