I have lots of highlights:
Watching Irvine Welsh and Duncan Maclean when Trainspotting and Bucket of Tongues had just come out. Both read the filthiest bits of their books they could find, and at least half the audience walked out.
I think they were hoping for a higher strike-rate, but there were too many of their friends there.
An event to celebrate a publisher's anniversary where the authors stood in a line and read excerpts from their books one by one in low dull monotones. Great, I thought, that's obviously what you have to do as a writer: really work that tedium.
Then going to see Andrew O'Hagan and A L Kennedy, both of whom are showmen to the bone, and realising that perhaps a good hour's sleep wasn't all one could aim for.
Catherine Lockerbie's lovely welcoming organisational machine.
Doing the first event for The Lighthouse Stevensons, completely mesmerised with terror.
The blether, the dreams, the rain, the gulls. Above all, the friends.
Bella Bathurst will be speaking in the Peppers Theatre at Charlotte Square Gardens from 2pm.
