There are moments in your life as a writer that affirm to to you that you’re doing the right thing, that writing is what you want to spend the rest of your life doing. One of those moments happened at the launch of The Kid on the Karaoke Stage last Wednesday night.
For those of you who don’t know, The Kid on the Karaoke Stage (or KonKs as it’s affectionately referred to by the publisher) is a new short story collection featuring West Australian writers, including me. Last Wednesday’s launch drew a huge crowd of people, so many, in fact, that when it came time for the formalities, not everyone could fit into the room. But besides the sheer number of people who came along, willing and eager to support the book and the writers, it was the atmosphere of the evening that made it so special. It was joyful. Celebratory. There was a sense that something special had been created and that everyone there wanted to be a part of that sense of specialness.
I came away reminded that writing is an exciting and inspirational thing to do and that I’m lucky to be able to do it. That I’m lucky to write in WA where there is such a great emerging and established community of writers. And that I’m lucky to be sharing the pages of this new short story collection with such a wonderful group of talented writers.