I know what I’m going to read at Featherston Booktown Festival on Saturday—but now, what to wear? I’m in three sessions: Storytelling at St Johns, Hear Me Roar, and Late Nite Lit Collision. All confused about my image. It’s autumn but I think the weather will be warm. Advice please!
Red dress and purple hat? Like the Jenny Joseph poem in reverse—
When I am old I shall wear purple with a red hat that doesn't go...
Bright green and blue jumble of prints? (Symbolising chaos and growth? OK for hot or cold weather…)
Starry black tee shirt from a Webstock long ago with black pants? (Poets wear black don’t they? But I don’t have a black roll neck tee shirt.)
Or—whatever? Truth is I’ll probably grab any of the above and later think Bother, I forgot to bring X. or Y. or Z. Leaving tomorrow and whatever I wear, the Featherston Booktown Festival is going to be amazing and fun and full of excitement. Friday night fish’n’chips grand opening. Sunday I get to be in the audience, yay.
PS I know, I know. Nothing on the blog for weeks then three posts in a single day. But hey.