Another book of Luv Poims!

So, this has been out for a while, but with all the busyness I didn't get to write about it... due to a printing error its unfortunately big for a zine, so it will have to wait for the second run to be resized. Theres some ancient ones in there, as well as brand new writing, all of which has never before been out in public... It's yet another testament to the realities of being a loving creature (whether that's with or without someone else in proximity) and theres bound to be a few ugly truths among the sweetness and cheek.

In other news: I had such a wonderful gig at The Oxford Storytelling Festival. The crowd was so warm, and it was my first solo show - let alone in the daytime, with no tech, no stage, and no MC... After adjusting, it was an incredible discovery to realise that this is what ive been missing all the time! no showbiz, no amplification, no high-energy pretence... just realness. The perfect setup for an introvert who needs a lot of affirmation! I found i was more comfortable than ever with nothing to 'live up to' and i believe we all had a splendid time.

(As this fabulous poem sent to me by Asher Levin implies. :)

Im keen to do all my gigs intimate and acapella in a tent in the afternoon from now on!

So much pants about

princSes and dragons

And wolves and their bands

And those knives and

those daggers.

Those rare men who pay

off the debts of sheer strangers

Were popping up

everywhere, like weeds and daisies

And dangers and ogres,