Drunk Fiction at the Caledonian

Dunk Fiction at the Caledonian was a blast. I went first and no fruit was pelted. Which was a relief. I've only been pelted with eggs once, but that was at an AIDS rally back in the late 80s. A new leather bomber jacket was ruined, but this crowd was keen and interested.

I tried something new. I read a passage from the beginning and then zipped to later in the book, to give the audience a better idea of my character Maddy and how much her life had changed

Thanks again to Emily Weedon who keeps Drunk Fiction a happening literary affair. With booze!

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Cathi