Fancy a trip to Canada? Sure you do. Want to go not this weekend but next weekend? I know. It’s like I know you better than you know yourself. Well, pack your bags and probably a thick coat and one of those hats that make you look like a Russian gangster and get thyself to Ontario for She Speaks, two nights of women’s writing to support International Women’s Day.
It’s run by one of those fabulous theatre women who seems to not need sleep and survive solely on working harder than a gaggle of Egyptian slaves. I wish I was one of those women. I need wine, chocolate and the thrice daily reassurance from a large group of people that I am not going to die alone, left to rot and/or get eaten by my cat. And that’s before I even think about doing any work.
So go see She Speaks if you are near Ontario. It has my play After Midnight, Before Dawn in it and other awesome things. I know. I think someone should really give me a job in publicity too.
