Thanks to all those who came to the refurbished Kelvingrove Bandstand last night to see me read along with Zoe Strachan, Alan Bissett and Christopher Brookmyre. It poured with rain, I mean, absolutely torrentially. Everyone was soaked except the writers on stage. I read a short story called The Bandleader, which was set at the bandstand in the 1950s. Other writer’s stories included a shark, a huge Gollum made of dog shit and a love affair that ended with the two main characters chaining themselves to the railings of University Avenue. Half-way through the rain stopped and patches of blue sky appeared. It was still pretty cold though and everyone was wet through already. I wanted to give them all a warm towel each.
I loved being commissioned to write something that I would read. First person usually works better than third and after about three false starts, I found a story and voice that I liked. The Commonwealth Games celebrations (which this event was part of) have been brilliant for the city. The events and the atmosphere have all been brimming with goodwill and positivity. Everyone is super friendly all the time! (Not that they aren’t usually). It was great to be part of it. Now off to investigate Louise Welsh’s Empire Cafe.