No interesting subject comes to mind today, so I’ll simply use this as one of those diary entries which I hope to be pleased I bothered making when 2020 comes round.
Tomorrow I start my run at the Brisbane Powerhouse. I warmed up today by doing lots of interviews on local radio. Among other questions, I was asked:
-How has being a dad affected your comedy?
-Why do you not like cheese?
-What would be a good theme for a party?
On one station I was given the honour of reading out the weather forecast. After the interviews, I went for lunch in a sweltering restaurant. The light was almost painfully bright. The restaurant was playing ‘Silent Night’ and other Christmas classics as its ambient soundtrack. I felt pretty disorientated.
I had a photoshoot. The photographer asked if I’d ever had a ‘proper job’. Then he said oh well, I can always get one later in life. He asked if there are any funny faces I pull in the show which we could replicate in a photo. The shoot ended soon after that, thank God.
Aside from that, I’ve just been working working working on the next book. It’s getting there. I’ll be working on it for the remainder of my time here, too. It, along with the graphic novel, will come out in 2012. So probably best to start anticipating it in about September, depending on how much anticipation time you need. I will be at the Hay Festival in May to talk about Eleven, which comes out in a new edition soon. And we’re still talking about doing a London event to mark its new publication.
Now it’s bedtime. That was my day. Or a bit of my day and a bit of what’s on my mind generally.