Two fridays ago, I went to chinatown.
For a very packed reading at Books Actually. My first live reading. Personally I think that people's voices interfere with the mood of a written piece, especially if not read in a way I imagined. But when read well, it's like listening to a film, and I could hear words fall.
Huimin who accompanied me.
My piece,
And the book cover. I'm a tad lazy to repost the insides of the book, so just click here if you want to see the drawings:
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