* a comedian
This is a blog post in two parts, one relatively short and one likely incredibly long. That Leslie doesn't half go on, does she? The first bit I wrote last Monday. I was sat in my venue, The Raging Bull. My show had ended the previous day, and I'd spent the entirety of the day, …
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My procrastination is off the scales lately. I started to write this blog post while procrastinating on packing to go to Leicester tomorrow. Then I didn't know what to write so I procrastinated by packing for Leicester. Productive, anyway. The other week I was booked to do one of my favourite gigs (ACMS, which you've …
I'm experiencing less post-Edinburgh sadness than anticipated. That's not really a place to start a blog post, but it's nice. It might still hit me, I suppose, but I've been back the better part of a week and I feel surprisingly okay. I did dye my hair, though. And I got it cut slightly differently. And …
The last time I wrote here was on June 1st. That's right, another blog post a month and a half later! Unheard of! When I wrote I was anxious because everything was up in the air or, anyway, two things. But those things were as follow: 1) I'd applied for Edinburgh Fringe in January and …
The last time I wrote here, Edinburgh Fringe had just finished. I'd done my first show (just a week, but all the same), and I'd had the absolute most wonderful time. In two months it'll be Edinburgh Fringe again, and I don't really know where the time's gone. Â I don't have a venue yet for …
Edinburgh is a long month. Any month is long if you’ve removed yourself from your context and you’re living in a bubble of art and drinking and partying and silliness and doing things that mean everything to you. Edinburgh is a long month. It’s an exhausting month. And it’s better than anything else in the …
It's been over three months since I've written a blog post. Again. My attentions have been elsewhere. Where? I'm doing an Edinburgh show this year, for eight days. It counts. It more than counts. The longest standup sets I'd done until recently were ten to twelve minutes. This show is an hour. I did my …
My favourite recent thing at work has been when one of us starts clapping for whatever reason and everyone else working joins in loudly. Just a big round of applause, because someone has finished cutting some cake or whatever. I really like applause. The world is on fire but I, for one, have been having a …
I turned thirty a month and a half ago. ... but I don't really know if that's where this blog post should start. Maybe this: when I was nineteen turning twenty, when I was this person: ... when I was that person, Leslie But Not Quite Leslie Yet, fresh out of theatre school and unsure of …
I found myself extremely sad to see the Fringe come to an end, and this was the case for the last week or so. It's frequently mentioned over that final week how close we're getting to the end, an excited tone to the voices of those mentioning it, and while I'm sore from head to toe …
Leslie Ewing-Burgesse* 