So I am no longer slave to office cubicle or, as Douglas Coupland so rightly called it, the veal pen. I am now a full-time writer and freelancer of um…words. Yes, that’s it, Kerry Hudson: Word Freelancer. Catchy right? If only I hadn’t already ordered my business cards which say, enigmatically I like to think, only ‘Kerry Hudson’.
Anyway, as accustomed as I have become to sitting on my morning commute responding to multiple writing work emails with a croissant jammed under one armpit, my headphones cord choking me, and my coffee clamped scorchingly between my knees, I am very, very happy indeed.
So much so that I went out celebrating and caused carnage on the dancefloor below ( wearing jeans, t-shirt and trainers - the best dancing clothes obviously) that is, until 1am hit, when all I wanted was cheese on toast and jumper. Old age is so cruel.
This week I also got to fulfill a dream by reading at Foyles in Charing Cross. I used to go there and watch writers read and think ‘oh, maybe one day…’ It was the reading evening for The Author’s Club First Book Prize shortlist and a good event with all the right things: lovely authors, a great chair, a big, interested audience and free wine. If it hadn’t been for my unfortunate slippy dress/tall stool combo it would have been perfect. Anyway here we all are…from left: Suzi Feay, Lloyd Sheppard, Me, Ros Barber, Patrick Flanery, Sarah Ridgard…
Lastly, Scots, French people, PLEASE come see me over the next week…
Tomorrow night (20th) I’m doing a talk on the writing of Tony Hogan for Dunbarton Booked Festival at Balloch Library it’s free but you need to book: http://www.bookedfestival.info/adult-events/kerry-hudson/
Then I’m off to the Festival du Premier Roman in Chambery. I’m doing lots of events over the weekend. So if you’re in France come eat some cheese with me (that’s not an official programmed event, but still) http://www.festivalpremierroman.com/ED26/auteurs_europeens.html
Just as well I’m a Word Freelancer now eh? Wish me luck!