So, made the Nephew close and found myself at Literary Death Match. All sold out. Wait around 10, 15 minutes, get a last minute ticket, whew, I'm in...
Careful what you wish for...
Amusing, but not so, glad I'm saw it but don't think I'd see it again. Authors, by dress and appearances, appear to be largely a homeless lot, while all were clearly good, even very good at their craft, this was largely about performance. And here they all did well too, only expecting authors to perform is a little like expecting integrity out of lawyers, clearly it's not their job, if they have it, great, if they don't maybe they still have merit. So, all in all, a silly night out, really didn't have to see it but I did and I'll know better for next time. Readings would have been just fine...