…so I’ve fired away with planning my new show for next year. Yes I know the festival isn’t even finished yet. And yes I know I’m still ill and recovering from the Edinblugie. And yes my lungs do hurt from four days of chronic coughing, but I’m all fired up, I know what I need to do, and I want a bloody five star review. Or two. Hundred.

This year’s show was a real eye-opener, it was a pat on the back and a slap in the face at the same time, which is what this business is and should always be about. If you’re finding it too easy, then you’re either doing something very right, or very wrong. Either way, you need to sit up and listen, because if you don’t you’ll never succeed and never develop. No show is ever perfect, so it’s always best to push until you can’t push any further… then push it some more.

So, that said, I’ve outlined the concept to next year’s show already, using the rules laid down by myself and the audience (which were painfully drummed into me), and I’ve come up with a corker. It’s simple, neat, full of laughs and jeopardy, I’ve established myself as a character the audience can relate to and sympathise with, whilst maintaining that narrative edge. That’s all I’m going to say about it, in these early stages, you might catch bits of it here and there, but I don’t want to spoil the surprise. Just expect the unexpected. Unless you’re expecting the unexpected, then expect the expected. Unless you’re not reading this, but know the kind of thing I write, then don’t expect the unexpected which you unexpectedly expected. And shit.

All I’ve got to do now… is write it.

See ya’ll soon.

Mxxx