Sometimes when reading aloud I kind of drift off into the forest of my brain and become distracted by thoughts such as ‘why does my voice sound weird?’ and ‘why am I slightly out of breath?’ and ‘if I base my dinner around potatoes tonight is it wrong to eat hot chips at lunch?’ I’m sure at these times my face falls into blank, expressionless repose and my voice loses all cadence, but I wouldn’t know as I’m miles away at this point.

With this in mind, why not come hear me read at tomorrow’s Willy Lit Fest? If anything, you can watch carefully for the glint in my eyes when my mind finally settles on thoughts of hot chips. Susan Pyke and Alexis Drevikovsky, on the other hand, are gorgeous readers to observe, so you really can’t go wrong.