Good to see a Dundonian return to the local Literary Festival. And what a local lass. Funny, nervy, erudite - a woman who couldn't wait to leave Dundee High School and head for brighter lights elsewhere. Glad to hear her say that had the city had a theatre studies course she may have stayed. Not that we'd ever be able hold such a wide ranging talent.
She reminisced with the packed audience about her early Dundee life: the uncool DHS uniform, the peripatetic old Rep theatre and how the new one was built on the fundraising of tablet sales! How Tayside House had never looked better (as a mound of rubble) and how great the future looked for the city.
Her first reading was about the past too. Her grandfather sounded like the ideal we'd all have liked to have. An ex-boxer who taught
her about life, chiefly to not be afraid. The first time he entered a ring he was afraid. He lost not to his opponent, but to himself because he didn't believe he could win. The second reading was also another warm one about waiting at a railway station, thinking of her godchildren and their waiting welcome; whether they were getting too old to hear her stories, and how they had begun to write them for her instead.
The last was a proper rant about workshops. How, by being on the other side as a participant, led by a magician who so bullied and tormented it created a toxic impression. No matter how tired she is when she's leading one, or irritable she feels with those who participate, she remembers being on the other side, and wants to be remembered as educating, enlightening and amusing.
Why A L? Not, she said, because of feminism, or fear of sexism, but because her younger self was still too afraid of her opinions. She liked the anonymity; no one was going to turn up at her door and berate her writing or disagree with her views if they didn't know her real name!
Alison Louise - you were brilliant; a much warmer person than the media image sometimes portrays.
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