Phil: The big day is here. I spent yesterday evening sat in a coffee shop writing my cue cards. We’ve four each, which seems a very small number until you realise that we’ll only have 3 minutes 45 seconds for each. We’re going to have to talk fast…
By now, every surface of Nolan towers will be covered in clothes as decisions are taken on the most suitable outfit for presenting at a literature festival.
In this respect, I have things easy. Men, especially authors, aren’t judged on what they wear.
It being the 400th anniversary of ma homeboy Billy S’s death, I wondered if I should mark the occasion by dressing in full doublet and hose. Checking the fashion press, it seems that “doublets were padded over the belly with bombast in a “pouter pigeon” or “peascod” silhouette” and what with that being my natural shape, it seemed a look ripe for a comeback.
I checked with my fashion advisor and asked where I might purchase the required codpiece, not being familiar with stores stocking high fashion.
An e-mail response told me I am not wearing traditional Shakespeare costume. Something to do with an unpleasent mental picture.
So, it’s back to the wardrobe to see if I can find anything with leather elbow patches.
Of course, if you want to see what we did wear, and more importantly, pick up some suggestions on how writing as a team could help you complete your novel, get yourself down to: