From the Guardian:
"So, like, is your husband OK with you going round the country talking about your books? I mean, like, who's making his dinner and stuff?"
Guffaws break out in the book festival tent. My interrogator looks all of 13 and I have to think fast because this is a test - the kind of cheeky test kids set newbie teachers to see what they're made of. It's the very first question from my teen audience so it matters - kill this one dead and you might not get another. The wrong kind of answer - too sarcastic or too earnest - will either crush a 13-year-old boy in front of 500 peers or murder interest in as short a time as it takes to pop on an iPod in a dimly-lit tent.
We teenagers just love making the big people nervous. :D
Posted by: Shrieky | 11 October 2007 at 05:48 PM