A bit of utterly shameless self-promotion: on Friday I’m taking part in a poetry reading for the 2009 Christchurch Writer’s Festival. Also reading will be Frankie McMillan, Tusiata Avia, and my two favourite Bearded Southern Men, James Norcliffe and Brian Turner.
It should be a really good event – not only because the others are very good readers, but we’re also having the presentation of the 2009 Lauris Edmond Memorial Award (‘for Distinguished Contribution to Poetry in New Zealand’, to give its full flourish). Who the winner is, is a secret still – one of the really nice things is seeing the look of delight and surprise on the recipients’ face. Dinah Hawken in 2007 was absolutely priceless.
It starts at 5.30 pm, upstairs at Otautahi, costs $10 and you get a free glass of wine.
Why would you be anywhere else?!
A Dark Feathered Art 
Ummm…because I have to work for a living? I do intend to come, but it will be a rush. And are there door sales?
What sort of an excuse is that?! 😉
I don’t know about door sales – I would imagine so, but it might pay to email the contact person to check.
heh heh, I know who.
Oooh, you tease!
I would bet that of all the writers in the world, poets would be the ones most likely to be working in day jobs for a living – given how well paid poets are!
I will ring shortly. Even if there aren’t door sales, I would hope that I can at least pick up a ticket at the door, since I can’t get into town to pick it up before then.
I just clicked on the poster to enlarge it, and found it says “door sales available”.
😳 You’d think I would have noticed that … 😳