Existin’, pt. 1

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 …

Edinburgh 2018

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 …

Edinburgh 2017

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 …

On being thirty

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 …