Doug is appearing live in the following places:
24th February, Granite Noir, The Lemon Tree, Aberdeen, 3.30pm with Sarah Ward
25th February, Granite Noir, The Lemon Tree, Aberdeen, 11am with Chris Brookmyre, Kati Hiekkapelto & Kate London
12th March, Aye Write, Mitchell Library, Glasgow, 8.15pm with Louise Beech and Michael Malone
23rd April, Meet the Author, Blackwell’s South Bridge, Edinburgh, 2.30pm
18th May, Crimefest, Bristol, 3.50pm
19th January, Noir at the Bar, The Raven, Glasgow This was a cracking night, with short readings by Louise Welsh, E.S. Thomson, Kaite Welsh, Russel D McLean & Les Wood. I read my short story ‘Moby Dickheads’ and played ‘Bjork is Calling Out From the Wreckage’. Everyone gave great readings, from comedy stuff to super-dark material and all points in between. Booze was drunk and books were given away. Lovely audience. The whole thing is run by Russel McLean and Jay Stringer, who do a great job with this cabaret night, managing to create a perfect relaxed vibe for writers and readers alike. Cracking stuff!
24th November, Arbroath Library Made it with 2 mins to spare thanks to Edinburgh traffic. Lovely audience in the town I grew up in, I blethered for ages, got some great questions then played a few tunes. The next day I read a blog by an aspiring writer who said she felt inspired to get back to her writing because of my chatter – wow.
23rd November, Edinburgh Central Library The last of four shows with Sarah Ward and Rod Reynolds, treated so well by the staff and a great turnout on a cold night. Love doing gigs in Edinburgh, especially the Central Library, which is an amazing space. Afterwards we decanted to Howie’s for food, then Rod and I went to the Bow Bar for a few ales. I told him I met Kurt Cobain and blew his tiny mind. Good times!
23rd November, Blackburn Library Getting slick now with Sarah and Rod, but still surprising each other, coming out with new and interesting angles about our work. More school kids were along asking about writing, some really interesting questions and engaging discussions. Very busy!
22nd November, Lanark Library Nestled in the children’s section of the library with Sarah and Rod, we read, we chatted, we got loads of great questions from smart cookies including aspiring writers and bloggers. Treated so well by everyone!
22nd November, Dumbarton Library This was the first of four gigs with fellow Faber crime writers Sarah Ward and Rod Reynolds. I hadn’t done events with Sarah or Rod before but we quickly clicked, had a lot in common, had plenty to say about our work and each other’s work. Audience were great, including some S6 school kids. Some daft old guy monopolised questions, accusing us of being elitist or some bullshit. Aye, whatever mate.
2nd November, Blackwell’s, Edinburgh
This was the official launch for Crash Land. Had an amazing time, loads of people there, standing room only, while me and Craig Robertson gabbed about the book, all the usual nonsense. I once more extolled the virtues of Double Indemnity to anyone who would listen, and we all had a bit of booze. At the end I played ‘Tomb of the Eagles’ and ‘The Years the Locusts Ate’, joined on vocals by good friend and brilliant musician Candythief. Then a cover of Weezer’s ‘Miss Sweeney’, which went down well. Onwards!
28th October, Alloa Library
This was the first proper outing for Crash Land, a warm up for the launch party. Alloa Library is a beautiful place, a converted swimming pool, and a sizeable audience put up with me rambling about Orkney, survivor guilt and femme fatales. I played a couple of songs at the end, a cover of Bjork’s ‘Hyperballad’ and the old Northern Alliance tune ‘The Years the Locusts Ate’, which was inspired by George Mackay Brown. Quality.
15th – 18th September, Bouchercon, New Orleans
Ach, it was awesome. Well, what did you expect, it was New Orleans. Had a great few days gadding about the place in the humidity, eating amazing food and watching jazz and blues bands. Oh aye, and promoting my books. Highlights were meeting James Sallis at Laura Lippman’s house and performing at the House of Blues with Mark Billingham, Stuart Neville and Bill Loehfelm. What a crazy few days.
11th September, 1.30pm, Bloody Scotland with Lin Anderson and Louise Welsh
Writing Orkney was the remit, and we talked all things Orcadian with Stewart Bain, the man behind the infamous Orkney Library Twitter account. Lots of crossover between our books, and always great to share a stage with Lin and Louise, two fine writers and human beings. It was the first time I’d talked about Crash Land in public, and it was good to get the ball rolling. The book wasn’t even out yet, but they had copies exclusively at the festival. A good 200+ people were there, and the signing queue went on for ages! Love Bloody Scotland so much.
10th September, Bloody Scotland Crime at the Coo
Totally mad cabaret night, much fun had by all. Me and Val McDermid opened proceedings by playing a few tunes we had quickly scrambled together. So we did ‘Long Black Veil’, ‘Maxwell’s Silver Hammer’ and a rousing version of The Proclaimers’ ‘500 Miles’. Seemed to go down well. The Slice Girls did their cabaret thing brilliantly as always, and a bunch of writers took turns playing and singing and reading in a rammed pub full of punters. I did another wee set later, some cover versions loosely tied into the new book. For the record, the set list was:
‘Hyperballad’ by Bjork
‘The One That Got Away’ by Katy Perry
‘Miss Sweeney’ by Weezer
Oh yeah, then Luca Veste played Britney Spears, then I played ‘Ally’s Tartan Army’ for the Scottish football fans, then ‘World in Motion’ by New Order for the England fans, with Luca doing the John Barnes rap.
It was as awesome as that sounds.
10th September, Bloody Scotland Crime Writers Football Match
We got beat 7-1. I scored our 1. End of match report.
20th June, 7pm, Musselburgh Library
Small but perfectly formed audience for this gig, including possibly my biggest fan, Anita, an elderly lady who kept interrupting to tell me how great I was! There are worse things in the world. Her dog was very cute too.
10th June, 7.30pm, Fort William Library with Chris Brookmyre, Craig Robertson, Gordon Brown and Matt Bendoris
A cracking laugh in some great company. Loads of top banter, and a very engaged and sharp audience. We were all a little nervous about doing the Caley Challenge the next day, but we cracked on regardless.
6th May, Ullapool Book Festival with Helen FitzGerald
Oh I love this book festival so much! Authors are treated so well, the town is absolutely gorgeous, the staff are super-friendly and the punters are incredibly engaged. What’s not to like? Had a great time at my even with Helen, all the usual sweary nonsense, some serious shit, some laughs. Then drank and ate and chatted and went to see a whole load of other writers. My favourites were probably Kevin MacNeil and Lisa Moore. So sad to leave, but left feeling very warm and fuzzy. Quality!
17th December, Perth Prison
I always love prison gigs, the folk you get along are so interesting. This had fewer folk along than there was meant to be because of ‘a disturbance in C wing’, and the nurse hadn’t been in that morning, so a number of guys hadn’t had their methadone. But the guys who made it were very engaged, loads of direct questions, and it ended up becoming more like a writing workshop or discussion. You can bet these guys have stories to tell, and a lot of them want to write them down. Cracking event, and definitely time well spent.
26th November, Alexandria Library
This was a really interesting night, pretty much sold out beforehand, and the audience were very engaged, if a little tough going at times, if I’m honest.
First question: ‘Have you ever attempted suicide?’
‘Then what gives you the right to write about it?’
Well now. What gives anyone the right to write about anything? You think all crime writers are murderers? Respect is the key, I think. If you treat the subject matter with respect, then you can write anything you damn well like. That’s what I told the guy anyway. Got a lot of audience members’ personal stories about suicide after the event. This book is proving a hard one to go out and publicise, if I’m honest, given the subject matter, but it’s worthwhile, and hopefully I’m helping break down the taboos that still surround suicide in my own tiny way. Onwards!
25th November, Cardonald Library, Glasgow
I’m not going to piss about, this was very poorly attended. Sometimes that happens, eh? If there are more library staff than punters, you know you’re in trouble. But the few that came along were lovely and we blethered about all sorts of shite anyway, and I cranked out a few acoustic tunes at the end. Next time, Cardonald, get out yer houses and come talk books with me, OK?
24th November, Highland Literary Salon, Glen Mhor Hotel, Inverness
This event was called The Nuts and Bolts of the Book Industry and that’s exactly what I talked about. I always have an awesome time in Inverness, I just do, dunno why exactly. The air is cleaner, or the beer is stronger. This event was in a pub, which is my kind of venue, frankly. I was talking to aspiring writers, so gave them the inside track on the publishing industry, including some stuff that, genuinely, I had to swear them to secrecy about. Then I realised someone was recording it. Made him promise to edit that bit about Amazon out. Fun!
23rd November, Stewart’s Melville College, Edinburgh
With Christopher Brookmyre, Alex Gray and Sara Sheridan. This was a terrific laugh, with the inimitable Peggy Hughes chairing the event. We each read a bit, chatted, took questions, all the usual stuff. It was a charity event for Meningitis Now, and we managed to raise £1500 apparently, which is amazing. Almost 200 folk came along, which is also amazing. Plus we all learned that Sara is a qualified hostage negotiator, which is nice.
2nd October, Portobello Book Festival, Portobello Library, Edinburgh
A cracking night of singing, poetry, stories and more from mostly local residents. What a talented bunch we have in Porty! I read my short story ‘Beyond the Heliopause’ which got a Porty-related gasp, then played ‘I Did It Deliberately’ and a cover of ‘The Most Beautiful Widow in Town’. Great night all round, but the highlight was definitely the Lothian Bus Male Voice Choir, though – top lads!
24th September, Cambusbarron Library, Stirling
I always have a great time at Stirling libraries and this evening was no different. A really great audience had read lots of the books and had loads of terrific questions. The book club’s next book was Hit & Run too, which was cool. Talked a lot about suicide and mental illness, which was interesting, and there was a lot of frank talking from me and the audience. Finished with a few tunes including ‘Song for the End of the Set’, so they didn’t go away to depressed with my random shite.
12th – 13th September, Bloody Scotland, Stirling
Various cracking events over two days. Here’s a thing I wrote about it all for The Life Sentence.
30th August, Literary Death Match, Edinburgh
I was up against Lynsey May with Chris Brookmyre versus Cathy Rentzenbrink. I read a brand new short story called ‘Moby Dickheads’, full of cunts and fucks. I didn’t win. Chris won overall. The whole thing was a total riot, though, endless daft fun. Never laughed so much at a book event before. Cheers, Adrian Z!
27th August, Topping & Co Bookshop, St Andrews
Carlsberg don’t do indie bookshops, but if they did… Andrew and Mairi treated me like a king in their awesome shop, and the event went brilliantly, me reading, blethering, all the usual. I read a different part of The Jump and played some different tunes. Had a good bit of banter too, always get that with the smaller crowds. Topping & Co rocks!
26th August, Edinburgh International Book Festival
I appeared alongside legendary Nordic noir writer Gunnar Staaleson, chaired by Russel Maclean. Gunnar was a lovely gent, lots to say about detective fiction traditions and Norwegian literary scene. I appeared to have some kind of existential crisis on stage. “If you wanna read books about nice people… I dunno… that’s not what I do.” And so forth. Event was rammed, which was amazing.
13th August, Blackwell’s Writers at the Fringe, Edinburgh
I did a turn alongside Jane Alexander, Alwyn James and Sue Lawrence. I’ve done these events a few times and they’re always a hoot. It’s great to see a variety of different writers do their thing and the audiences always seem to get a kick out of it. I read the opening chapter of The Jump then played the Frightened Rabbit tune and one of my own. Seemed to go down well.
6th August, Launch Party For The Jump, Looking Glass Books, Edinburgh
Absolutely superb top mega-awesome night! Helen FitzGerald kindly chaired the event, we chatted, drank wine, I read, folk asked questions, it was standing room only, then I played a few tunes. Specifically, I played Frightened Rabbit’s ‘Swim Until You Can’t See Land’ and Sparklehorse’s ‘The Most Beautiful Widow in Town’, as well as a couple of my own tunes, ‘I Did It Deliberately’ and ‘Question Mark’. This was the first event for The Jump, and I suddenly realised it’s going to be quite hard to talk about the subject matter for the next year, but ho hum, that’s life.
26th June, Waterstones George Street, Edinburgh
A rematch of the East v West crime writers event we did last year. It was nonsense. Appearing were Caro Ramsay, Frank Muir, Neil Broadfoot, Douglas Skelton, Matt Bendoris and Craig Robertson, split into two teams and a judge. It was nonsense. But someone live tweeted it, and that resulted in Ian Rankin meeting us for a pint after, so that was cool.
14th – 17th May, Crimefest, Bristol
A great weekend as always catching up with old friends and making new pals along the way. A couple of drunken nights at the bar, some nice walks around Bristol and even a run one morning – I must be getting healthy or something! Too many other great writers to mention them all, and a terrific sense of camaraderie over the whole weekend – crime writers are the best.
30th March, Palimpsest Launch, 50 George Square, Edinburgh
I read a story at this event, where Edinburgh University launched an interactive literary map project which was very cool. I also judged their writing competition, and got to announce the winner, who read an extract too.
7th March, Barrhead Library with Helen FitzGerald
A downpour of biblical proportions greeted us and the audience on our arrival at the spanking new Foundry centre in Barrhead. Once we’d towelled ourselves off, we set about reinventing the crime novel, or something like that. I also told my story about being assaulted by a police officer in the back of a van as a teenager, which was nice. Really lovely crowd, despite the weather, and hugely enthusiastic library staff. Onwards!
25th February, Gourmet Reads, Apex Waterloo Place Hotel, Edinburgh
A handful of folk had paid quite a lot of money for a three-course meal with wine and a natter with yours truly. A great night, actually, really informal and great atmosphere, just like being paid to go out for dinner with folk and have a chat. Sometimes, it’s a tough life. I drank a lot of wine and said some things I probably shouldn’t have, but who cares, right?
11th February, Blackwell’s South Bridge, Edinburgh
The lovely Ann Landmann chaired this joint event with Helen FitzGerald – we know each other’s schtick, I mean work, so well, we just blether on for ages about anything and everything. Sold quite a lot of books into the bargain. Blackwell’s always do a great event.
10th February, Newmains Library
Cracking evening in North Lanarkshire, a joint event with Helen FitzGerald, chaired by Jane Graham, where we blethered on about crime, noir, ordinary people getting fucked over, all that shit. Good stuff.
I spend the last week of November travelling around the country doing events for Book Week Scotland. Had an amazing time. Thanks to EVERYONE who came along, all the fantastic library staff who made me very welcome, and the Scottish Book Trust for the whole idea. Here’s some chat about the gigs below:
29th November, Fruitmarket Gallery, Edinburgh
What a way to finish the week! This was amazing. For a start, it was totally rammed with people, great atmosphere, cans of Red Stripe helping, natch. We had jazz from a live band, Hannah McGill read a brilliant ‘split-screen’ short story, there was noirish art from Stan Douglas and then me, reading from The Dead Beat, my obit, then The Funeral Crasher (the audience decided which story I’d read). Then I did a terrible cover of a Lemonheads song, then better versions of two of my own. Hollywood dude Ewen Bremner was in the audience, a crowd best described as ‘feisty’, I think i.e. half-cut.
28th November, Arbroath Library
I grew up in Arbroath. My first book, Tombstoning, is set there. For the first time in years, everyone at an event had read Tombstoning (which is now out of print). Really nice audience, very friendly. One lady asked ‘Do you ever worry about giving your readers heart attacks, because when I read your books I can hardly breathe’. Awesome! I played a couple of tunes, and someone bought both my EPs afterwards. At the book signing bit I got a lot of this: ‘See the guy behind the bar in The Lochlands in Tombstoning, is that XXX?’ and ‘See the drunk teacher in Tombstoning, is that XXX?’ My lips are sealed. But yes, it is. Kind of.
27th November, Bonnybridge Library
Libraries in the Falkirk area always do me proud, and this was no exception. The local reading group were along and had some great questions about Gone Again. I read from The Dead Beat, as well as part of my own obituary. I talked about being obsessed with death and funerals, and a psychiatrist in the audience said she was worried about me. Turned out the library was built on a cemetery. Spooky. And head librarian Naomi tried to stab me with a knife on the way to cutting a Book Week Scotland cake. Good times!
26th November, Rothesay Library
A bus, two trains and a ferry and I was in Rothesay. Lovely place, though I only really saw it in darkness, stupid Scottish wintertime. Great event in the library – the staff were amazingly welcoming, the place was packed, and there were seemingly gallons of wine. I read from Smokeheads because it’s island-related, then my short story The Funeral Crasher. I loved the woman who said ‘I didn’t understand that story’. I played Keep it Afloat and the Bjork song. We hung around for a long time afterwards drinking and chatting, and Print Point Books sold a good few books. Would love to come back to Rothesay again, mibbes in daylight next time! Also, I picked up a couple of classic Chandler novels for 50p a pop in the wee shop in Weymss Bay train station on the way home. Bargain.
25th November, Portobello Library, Edinburgh
This is five minutes walk down the road from my house. Did some geographically specific readings from Gone Again and a short story called There Are Easier Ways to Kill Yourself, both set in Porty. Also played I Did It Deliberately, a song based on the short story. I talked about being obsessed with missing persons statistics while writing Gone Again. Cheery stuff!
24th November, Penicuik Library
A lovely way to start the week. A healthy sized audience came along and asked loads of questions. Someone spilt wine all over the carpet before we even started – rowdy! I read from The Dead Beat, talked about mental health issues, and played a couple of songs. A feisty old dear in the front row asked if I wasn’t gigging so much because I couldn’t get the bookings. Cheeky. Someone who had read all the books said I put my characters through too much to ever write a series, they’d be basket cases. He could be right.
1st November, Linlithgow Book Festival, 3.45pm Always great to catch up with my writing amigo Helen FitzGerald, and we had a good chat on stage chaired by festival organiser Roy Dalgleish, who had really done his homework. Helen outed me onstage as a purveyor of ‘domestic noir’, which I’m more than happy with, and we had some wonderful feedback from a former Yugoslav lady in the audience, who bought both our books. I got to wheel out my Kurt Cobain anecdote one more time, to the envy of one particular guy in the crowd. Thanks, Linlithgow!
28th October, Encounters Festival, Coatbridge Library, 7pm A great wee event. A former creative writing student from Strathclyde turned up with some of her writing group, who had read the book, which was lovely. I blethered too long about what I do, then they asked concise questions, then I strummed a couple of songs, despite the broken hand. Not sure the old lady at the front got the Teenage Fanclub cover (they are from Bellshill, just a couple of miles from Coatbridge), but ho hum, it’s all good.
27th September, Loopallu Festival, Ullapool Well this was fun. For the first time in ten years, this music festival had a literature tent, run by the inimitable Joan Michael who also runs the fantastic Ullapool Book Festival. I took the wife and kids for the weekend and we had an amazing time, catching some bands, eating fish suppers at the harbour, making some arty crafty stuff and generally loving the vibe. I chaired events by Vic Galloway and Chris Brookmyre, and also did my own event on The Dead Beat, chaired by Vic, where we rehashed old times from bands way, way back. I also played a few tunes and read a short story at the end of the night. Really a terrific weekend from start to finish, and well done to all involved in its organisation.
21st September, Bloody Scotland, Stirling This was a joint event with Robert Ryan, Tony Black and Douglas Skelton, all of us former or current journalists. So that’s what we talked about, how we went from journalism to writing crime, how the one influenced the other, all that guff. Also told a few stories about famous people we’d met. Hopefully the audience were entertained anyway. I was bursting for a pish from about halfway through, which kind of distracted me. But that’s my problem, right?
20th September, The Bloody Scotland Football Match, Stirling Well, this was fun. Scotland v England crime writers at five-a-side football, the teams led by captains Ian Rankin and Mark Billingham. You can hear full commentary on the match here. Not to put too fine a point on it, we annihilated them 13-1. I scored six. The sun came out. We went to the pub after. Good times.
17th September, Off the Page Festival, Stirling A great, informal library event where I blethered on about how I got into writing, then read a bit from The Dead Beat and discussed it with the audience. Some very cool questions about the publishing business and film and TV adaptations. Then I played a couple of tunes, despite having a stinking head cold.
13th September, Scotland Writers v England Writers Football Match Afterparty, Glasgow At the match earlier we drew with England 2-2, but they went on to win the penalty shoot out to retain the Hamilton Crescent Cup. This was a truly brilliant evening in SWG3, with readings, music and film. The English guys all read tributes to Graham Joyce, their former keeper who sadly passed away recently from cancer. On our side, Karyn Dougan, Cameron Steel and Craig Robertson all did brilliant football readings, and we watched one of Doug King’s short films. I played a few tunes at the start, including Ally’s Tartan Army and, for the sake of balance, World in Motion by New Order, including the John Barnes rap. A really great and memorable evening all round.
5th September, Elgin Academy This was a lovely brace of schools events, talking to Higher and Advanced Higher students about how I got into writing, all that jazz. Read a little bit from The Ossians (a blast from the past) and played a song or two. Before my events, the librarian played footage of me reading the brain bit from Smokeheads. Two girls fainted. Happily, I didn’t make anyone faint when I was there. Yay, me!
19th August, Inverness Literary Festival, Eden Court Had a great time in Inverness, despite a hacking cough which turned out to be a chest infection. Chaired by inimitable author Michael Malone, we had a rare old time, then I played a few tunes. Had some great questions from the audience too, including one about being published by a London publisher and if that had any impact on the ‘Scottishness’ of the books or not. Interesting. Simple answer: it doesn’t at all in my case. Afterwards Michael and I adjourned to the pub with fellow writers Louise Welsh, Zoe Strachan and Lesley McDowell, where we successfully put the world to rights. Like you do.
14th August, Edinburgh International Book Festival with Tom Benn Had a rare old time up at Charlotte Square with Mancunian writers Tom Benn. I slagged off The Scotsman and Sony, only to discover there was someone from Sony in the audience. What are the chances? Very good banter on stage, ably marshalled by fellow crime author Russel McLean.
14th August, Neu! Reekie! at Unbound, part of Edinburgh International Book Festival Quality night of literary cabaret alongside Jock Scot, Aidan Moffat, Panda Su and many more. I played four tunes and rambled on a bit about Roy of the Rovers, which surprised me. Great audience in the Spiegeltent were well oiled, shall we say. My highlights were Kev Williamson’s sweary poem about Edinburgh, and Aidan Moffat’s modern day folk troubadour thing that he does so well. Top feelgood evening all round!
18th-21st July, Authors’ Reading Month, Czech Republic, Slovakia, Poland Four gigs in four different cities on four consecutive nights in three different countries in the company of local writers. I was in Brno, Kosice, Ostrava and Wroclaw reading short stories which were also translated, and playing a few tunes into the bargain. The whole experience was remarkable and eye-opening, with very different evenings on all four nights. All four cities were beautiful, and the weather was consistently scorching. Crowds varied from rammed to half empty, but they were always inquisitive and attentive. Spent a lot of time talking about mental health and suicide, because of the stories I read, as well as Scottish independence and physics, randomly. The whole thing was put together brilliantly, and I was so well looked after in each city, as well as in between. Prague writer Ivana Myskova accompanied me for some of the gigs, and travelled with me too, which helped me negotiate things, what with my lack of any Czech, Slovak or Polish. All in all, this was a crazy, amazing few days, and I’m so glad I did it. Huge thanks to all the organisers, all the staff and especially the hard-working translators, who not only translated the stories, then the Q&As at the event, but also the pub chats afterwards!
26th June, Crime in the City, Waterstones Argyle Street, Glasgow This was total fucking nonsense, but a great laugh to boot. It was set up as some kind of West Coast v East Coast crime writers thing, which was frankly ludicrous but there was wine and plenty of good banter so, you know, not all bad. A ton of writers appeared – Caro Ramsay, Douglas Skelton, Matt Bendoris for the West with myself, Neil Broadfoot and Frank Muir for the East. Craig Robertson judged proceedings in completely biased fashion. Then we went to the pub to watch World Cup football.
19th June, Anneliese Mackintosh Book Launch, Mono, Glasgow I was delighted to be invited along to the launch of Anneliese’s terrific debut collection of stories Any Other Mouth. I read my own obituary and played a couple of songs. The PA couldnae handle it and conked out. Rock n roll. Anneliese read brilliantly then answered questions and signed books, Ewan Morrison read one of Anneliese’s stories, and Now Wakes The Sea provided some real music. It was great to catch up with loads of Glasgow mates who I hadn’t seen in ages. Good times.
10th June, Blairgowrie Library Blairgowrie’s a lovely place, eh? Its citizens are lovely too, as a small but appreciative audience came along to the library on a sunny evening to listen to me blether on about myself and my books for ages. I also played a couple of tunes which went down well enough, though I’m guessing the more elderly audience members didn’t really ‘get’ the Teenage Fanclub cover. Ho hum. Onwards!
7th June, Kilmarnock Readers’ Day A cracking day at the Burns Monument Centre, organised by Zoe Strachan and the Kilmarnock library staff, appearing alongside poet Richard Price and novelist Helen FitzGerald. We talked about books that we loved, our own work, anything and everything basically. The whole thing was ultra-relaxed and friendly, the audience were very astute and engaged, and we got a free lunch into the bargain. Sweet!
16th May, Crimefest, Bristol This was my first ever time at Crimefest and it was awesome! I was ‘participating moderator’ on a panel on modern thrillers with Belinda Bauer, Simon Kernick, Helen FitzGerald and Chris Ewan. All great writers and cool people. Good banter on stage, very relaxed. Then I spent a lovely day sitting in the sunshine drinking beer. Sometimes it’s tough being a writer. Two thoughts from this weekend – crime writers are lovely people, and Bristolians are lovely people. Definitely going back again, if they’ll have me.
7th May, Waterstones Livingston A cracking panel of crime writers, myself, Lin Anderson, Louise Welsh and Russel D Maclean. Despite a torrential downpour and the maze-like nature of Livingston’s road network, this was very well attended. Lovely shop, cool staff, very engaged punters. We each blethered then read, took some questions, signed some books, it’s all good. Russel was late as he got lost. Then I had to drive home in a storm, getting lost all over again thanks to those stupid roads around there.
1st May, THE DEAD BEAT Launch, Looking Glass Books We let book number six fly the nest in style. I had a chat with Allan Guthrie, read the first chapter, then played a couple of 90s grunge tunes quite badly, followed by one of my own. It was a packed out full house, there was wine and beer, I signed a shitload of books and had some great banter with folk, before, during and after the event. Gerard Butler came in for a slagging. Then we went to The Southern Bar and re-enacted the infamous Kurt Cobain-Benylin incident. Good times. Thanks to Gillian and all the terrific staff at Looking Glass Books, and everyone who came along. Top night!
14th March, Dunbar Book Festival Another ‘small but appreciative audience’. In other words it was almost empty. Still at least the audience outnumbered the authors. Just. I appeared alongside crime writers Allan Guthrie, Ed James and Nigel Bird, and we had a relaxed blether about the book industry, putting the world to rights, all that jazz. Ed made everyone sick with envy at the fact he writes a first draft of a novel in three days. Bastard.
11th March, The Speakeasy, Edinburgh For some reason they decided I should go on last at this cabaret night. The fact that all seven of the performers before me were fucking awesome was not intimidating at all, oh no. Hats off to host Miko Berry and fellow entertainers Julie McDowall, Rachel McCrum, Jojo Sutherland et al. I had a bit to drink by 9:50pm, so started off sweary, read a bit, then played a touching song to leave folk with a tear in their eyes. Kind of. A great night all round. And I’ll never look at Bohemian Rhapsody the same way again (you had to be there).
28th November, Motherwell Library Part of Book Week Scotland. A ‘small but appreciative audience’ as they say, this was a really intimate and informal event in the end, felt more like a blether with mates than anything. Got chummed on the train home by Sasha from the Scottish Book Trust, whose enthusiasm for all things bookish was thoroughly infectious. All good!
28th November, Morningside Reading Group Rocked up to a swanky reading group in Morningside, full of ladies-who-lunch. The ladies cracked open the sauvignon blanc at half past noon, but I resisted. They were all really engaged with Gone Again having just read it, and were fascinated about lots of the locations, since it turned out several of them lived in some of the streets mentioned. What are the chances, eh?
27th November, Dalmuir Library with Chris Brookmyre Part of Book Week Scotland. Always guaranteed a good time at a Brookmyre event, so I was pretty much riding Chris’s coat tails on this one. A pretty big audience had some great questions, including some chatter about writing for film and television, lots of football chat, and someone asking ‘Are you rich?’ Me: ‘I’ll handle this one, Chris. No.’
26th November, Johnstone Library Part of Book Week Scotland. Due to shit traffic I was almost late, and in a bit of a fluster I ploughed on with some blether about my writing, career, all that jazz, then played some songs. I read from Smokeheads for the first time in ages, which was refreshing, and a wee bit of Gone Again. A very laid back event and a good sized crowd.
26th November, HMP Shotts A cheeky little trip to a high security prison. After getting buzzed through about twenty doors, I did a wee freestyle event in the prison library, and got some great questions from the prisoners. I read from Hit and Run, then realised halfway through that it was a bit where characters were arguing about possibly going to prison. Erm. Anyway, it went down really well, I gave em a few books for the library and I got a lovely email from the librarian next day saying they’d all been booked out, which is nice.
2nd November, Linlithgow Book Festival This was a night of music and words put together by Gutter magazine, where I somehow ended up alongside three poets! Shit, had to raise my game, people. Andrew Philip, Patricia Ace and Kona Macphee all brought their muses, I read a nasty story in which a deer gets killed, then played a couple of songs including a vaguely connected Wilco cover. There was also fantastic music from local duo Holm, kind of dark folky madness. Great night, lovely crowd, and cheap beer in the Masonic Halls. Bonus!
26th October, North Ayrshire Libraries Readers’ Day This was terrific. Four writers – myself, Shari Low, Douglas Jackson and Marianne Wheelaghan – spent the day doing events, hosting reading groups and more with a large gang of readers. We each got to pick a classic book, I went for James M Cain’s Double Indemnity, and my reading group were blown away by it, excellent! Such a perceptive and engaged crowd, was a real privilege to be involved.
25th October, Dundee Literary Festival Sharing a stage with Denise Mina is always a hoot, and so it transpired here, as we blethered on about crime writing, literary prizes, all the guff of publishing. A very busy event too. Chaired in relaxed style by fellow writer Russel McLean, the evening whizzed by. Went out for dinner after with my folks, which was nice.
14th September, Bloody Scotland This was a joint event at the amazingly fun Bloody Scotland crime writing festival alongside two very fine writers, Gordon Ferris and Gordon Brown. Not that Gordon Brown. Our three books were very different, but there was plenty to gab about, and we all seemed to have a similar outlook to writing, which is always cool. I spluttered a bit with a chest infection and DIDN’T EVEN HAVE A DRINK. Shocking, I know.
28th August, University of Otago, Dunedin Big blog write-up here.
23rd – 26th August, Melbourne Writers Festival Had a total blast on the other side of the world. Read my diary of the week here.
15th August, Edinburgh International Book Festival A joint event with the amazing Laura Lippman, this was a doozy! She was a classy lady as well as a fantastic writer, and there were a lot of similarities between our outlooks on the world. Went for dinner afterwards and chewed the thriller-writing fat. Not literally, the food was ace. Great night out.
1st August, Blackwell’s Writers at the Fringe Fantastic event where I read a wee bit of Gone Again and played a couple of tunes. As ever with these Blackwell’s things, it was really well attended and a really diverse spread of writers – Helen Grant, Catherine Deveney, Regi Claire and Peter Kerr as well as little old me. Huge props to Ann Landmann who organised the whole thing.
22nd May, Booked Festival, Clydebank Library Part of West Dunbartonshire’s Booked Festival. A cracking night in Clydebank Library, nestled in the kiddies corner, I blethered like a daftie about life, the universe and everything, then played a couple of tunes. The audience were great, loads of interested questions, very engaging evening, then we all got a cuppa and some biccies afterwards. Good stuff.
20th April, Falkirk Library with Denise Mina What a fuckwit I am. I left my guitar on the train. Thankfully the lovely people of Scotrail got it back to me after a fretful hour, while I was ‘entertained’ by drunk Partick Thistle fans at the station. Anyway, panic over, we had a great night – Denise was her usual entertaining force-of-nature self, and talked wonderfully about all aspects of the writing life, then I did a wee turn, including a couple of tunes, then together we put the world to rights in a feisty Q&A session. Brilliant organisation by Falkirk Libraries, and a really engaged and enthusiastic crowd – hurrah!
11th April, On the Rocks Festival, St Andrews Library This was great! Really well attended, lots of fascinating questions and genuine interest in the writing process, all that jazz. I waffled on as per usual, read a bit, tried to do it slower, as my dad always tells me I read too fast, then played a couple of tunes and hit the road leaving them begging for more. Well, not quite, but you get the picture.
7th March, GONE AGAIN Launch, Blackwell’s, South Bridge, Edinburgh What a great night. My editor came up from London, it was standing room only, and I blethered for the first time about my ‘difficult’ fifth novel. Read a couple of bits, probably too fast from excitement, then played a few old Northern Alliance tunes, then signed loads of books, then we all went to the pub. If the world was fuelled by good vibes, and it should be, then it span twice as fast on this night. Huge thanks to all who came and listened and bought books and generally spread the word.
29th November, Port Glasgow Library An Evening with Cargo Publishing, this had me on a panel with Kirstin Innes and Alan Bissett. Both of them were jetlagged after just flying back from Goa, but were entertaining and enlightening as usual. I slagged off various things and had a great laugh. Couldn’t hang around for the wine after as I was driving. Sad face. Still, a great way to end a year of fantastic live events.
27th November, St Ninians Library, Stirling This was a brilliant event, thanks to the relentless enthusiasm of the library staff and the many, many punters who turned up. Great questions, a well received reading and we even managed to squeeze in a couple of tunes into the bargain. How much fun can you have in a library? This much.
26th November, Newington Library, Edinburgh A home gig, more or less. This is probably the closest library to the events in Hit and Run, and we had a nice we chat about the locations in the book, and the feeling of claustrophobia that compact setting creates. Very attentive audience, who even put up with my chat about suicides. Onwards!
24th November, Fife Libraries Readers’ Day, Rothes Hall, Glenrothes Seven Scottish authors, including yours truly, read and blethered with reading groups about our work, and some other much more interesting stuff. I got the usual old lady complaining about the bad language, c’est la vie. Incredibly well treated by the Fife Library staff as always, and me and Tony Black put the publishing world to rights in the car on the way there and back.
27th October, St Andrews Literature Live This was part of a weekend of book events at The Byre Theatre, featuring such luminaries as Iain Banks, John Burnside and Stuart MacBride. And me, rocking up with my novel, banter and guitar. A small but perfectly-formed audience asked a lot of pertinent questions and paid close attention to my inane, rambling answers. All good.
15th September, Bloody Scotland, Stirling I was very chuffed to be doing this event at the inaugural Bloody Scotland festival. Apparently I’m a ‘bad boy’, at least that’s how my panel with Craig Robertson and Gary Moffat was billed. We did not re-enact the Will Smith movie of the same name, though. But we did talk about torturing dogs. What fun. This was a fantastic weekend all round, featuring much schmoozing with fellow writers and such. Looking forward to next year already.
17th August, Edinburgh International Book Festival What a great night. I appeared with Jens Lapidus, a million-selling Swede whose novel Easy Money totally blew me away. Very honoured to be sharing a stage. He was such a cool guy, and we both seemed to have a similar mindset when it came to most things, especially not being interested in writing police procedurals. We hung around and had a few drinks in Charlotte Square with our respective better halves as the fireworks went off at the castle round the corner. Good times.
21st July, Harrogate Crime Writing Festival My God, this was drunken. Stayed in Harrogate for the weekend, caught up with a bunch of fellow crime writers at the bar, talked an immense amount of shite. My event was really just me sitting at a table for dinner talking drunken shite, which was handy, as I’m an expert at that. Took part in a quiz later on with some Faber folks and others. Then more booze, blether, God it never ended. Great weekend, in summary. If you missed it, you missed out.
14th June, Crime in the City, Glasgow Waterstones, Argyle Street, Glasgow. A weird one, to be honest. Sadly Helen FitzGerald had to pull out, as did the other person supposed to take part, so it was left to me and some other bloke I didn’t know to tell people how to get published. Like, as if we knew anything. Very nice audience, though, with plenty of questions. Cheekiest question: ‘Were you expecting more people here tonight?’ No, mate, were you? Had beers with pals afterwards, so the evening was saved in the end.
14th May, Faber Social: A Night of Crime The Social, London. Wow, it’s at events like this that I realise how many pals I have in London, having previously presumed I had none. Had a fantastic night of crime writing and reading alongside Cathi Unsworth, Stav Sherez, Erin Kelly and Claire McGowan. The Faber posse were out in force and drinking proudly. As was I. I met a film producer beforehand, had some pints. Then met my editor. More pints. And the Faber press folks. Pints. And pal Jane Harris. Pints. And other folks. Pints. Very fuzzy on the train home next morning. Great night though – I read a tiny 5-minute job then played that Bjork car crash song that everyone seems to dig. All good!
12th April, Waterstones Dundee event with Tony Black and Caro Ramsay Steps Theatre, Dundee. A fine array of crime writing talent, chaired by fellow crime writer Russel Maclean. Russel tried to wind us up, talking about differences between Glasgow and Edinburgh, men and women, but the three of us weren’t biting. There was no wine, but we made our own fun, and you couldn’t shut us up at the end when a young woman asked for tips on how to get published. If that woman doesn’t get published, it’s not for a lack of dumb-assed advice, I tell ya!
15th March, Hit & Run Launch Party Blackwell’s, Edinburgh, 6.30pm, free entry. There was wine. It was free. I thanked people, then I read some. Then I blethered and answered questions. Including one from my dad about crashing his car when I was a teenager. And another about our epileptic dog. Then I played a song or two. Specifically two. One of which was a Sparklehorse song. Then we all went to the pub after and drank some more and blethered and had fun. The book was launched. Thanks to all for coming.
25th February, Margins Festival with Helen FitzGerald The Arches, Glasgow. I met Helen at 12.30pm. She was drinking. So I bought a drink. Then another. We didn’t eat. Our host Anneliese turned up and sensibly had a coffee. Helen and I drank some more. Then suddenly we had an event! With an audience! We read, we talked, we agreed. It went well. Afterwards, Anneliese joined in the drinking. It went on for hours. What a great event. I swore a lot, which is always a sign I’m enjoying myself.
27th November, Newcastle Winter Book Festival This was very cool. The Star and Shadow Cinema is a weird, volunteer-run place, and a lovely space. Me and Hugh Cornwell (from The Stranglers, people!) both read and played a few tunes. And drank beer. And ate sandwiches. Hugh’s guitar wouldn’t tune up, so he borrowed mine. Played ‘Golden Brown’ on it. How about them apples? I read from Smokeheads, probably for the last time for a long while. No tears were shed.
14th October Dundee Cabinet The launch of a new literary cabaret event in Dundee, in The Burgh Coffeehouse, with a cracking mix of young and old writers. I read my Gutter magazine story ‘Bloodier Than Blood’ for the first time, which had folks squirming, then played a couple of tunes, continuing the car crash theme. Quality.
7th & 8th October, Portobello Book Festival Played some tunes at a really fascinating night in the town hall, then did a reading and a Q&A with fellow Porty resident Allan Guthrie, during which I gave away all the secrets of the publishing world and slagged off loads of people, myself included. Great attentive audiences both nights, free whisky on the Saturday, although the drams were rationed, dammit!
12th September, Off the Page Stirling
Another quality night full of Cargo writers, and a small but appreciative audience who had braved a fucking hurricane to come out and be entertained. Allan Wilson read a mucky story about tits, Andrew Drennan read a brilliant non-fiction piece about alcoholism and depression, RM Hubbert communicated amazingly through his fingers and Tom Leonard was frankly sublime. I read ‘Playground Rules’. One pint only, driving.
6th September, Literary Death Match Edinburgh
This was a cracking night at the Voodoo Rooms hosted by the irrepressible Todd Zuniga. I appeared alongside Sophie Cooke, Hal Duncan and Katerina Vasiliou, and we were paired off in heats, reading for no more than seven minutes, then judged by Lee Randall, Sian Bevan and Peggy Hughes. Emphasis on daftness throughout. I lost out to Katerina in my heat, but was happy enough to have repulsed the whole room. Katerina was then beaten at scrunched-up-paper basketball by Hal Duncan, who had earlier recited some cracking gay porn sonnets. Afterwards, we all drank heavily and talked shite. Top night.
26th August, Edinburgh International Book Festival
With Alan Bissett, chaired by Peggy Hughes. We ditched early plans to play that Bono thing, instead concentrating on talking shite about our books for an hour. I gave the audience the choice again, this time they opted for nice over nasty – fair enough. Surprisingly little argument on stage, must not have been drunk enough. Great event, though, really brilliant audience and long signing queue after. Best audience question ever: ‘What’s the most illegal thing you’ve done?’ Me: drugs. Alan: Four weetabix at once. Ha!
14th August Word Power, Edinburgh
With Helen FitzGerald and D.D. Johnston as part of the Edinburgh Book Fringe. Feeling slightly fragile from the night before, I gave the audience the vote, and they asked for nasty over nice. I read the brain surgery bit, then played a couple of love songs. Sweet. Very nice wee crowd. Then me and Helen fucked off across the road to The Pear Tree and got a bit pished in the sunshine and wasps.
13th August Forest Cafe, Edinburgh
Part of the Inky Fingers mini-fest, the night was curated by Cargo Publishing. Also appearing on the night were Allan Wilson, Andrew Drennan, Tracey Rosenberg, and a whole bunch of really very excellent writers at an open mic night. Sweaty, messy and drunken as all nights at the Forest are, this was quality, then we all fucked off down to Charlotte Square and drank some more at the EIBF launch party.
4th August Blackwell’s, Edinburgh
This was the first of Blackwell’s Writers on the Fringe series of literary nights that runs throughout August. A great and diverse line up included Lin Anderson, Fiona Thackeray, Shirley McKay, Ewan Wilkinson, who between them delivered crime fiction, historical fiction, folk music and tender Brazilian short fiction. I trotted out the hat and named shirt combo again, read the car crash bit from Smokeheads, then played the Bjork car crash song. Kind of a theme there. Place was full, very appreciative, and very nice all round. No booze though. Sad times.
27th July, The Arches, Glasgow
The Year of Open Doors paperback successfully launched, alongside Aidan Moffat, RM Hubbert, Alan Bissett, Anneliese Mackintosh and Taggart star Colin McCredie. Quality night. I wore a hat that cost £2.78! And talked about it a lot on stage. Hubby played some awesome guitar. Aidan was awesome. Alan and Anneliese were fucking amazing. Colin was also amazing. Amazing. There was a bar tab. We used it well. Lovely.
22nd June, Golden Hour, Forest Cafe, Edinburgh
Hosted as ever by the inimitable Ryan van Winkle, a great night of music and poetry, I played a handful of solo tunes and rambled on about Bon Jovi. Who were playing at Murrayfield the same night, it wasn’t just my usual random shit.
18th June, Dundee Westfest
In Benjamin Barker Barber Shop, I read a short story ‘Playground Rules’ and played a few songs, preceded by great readings from local rising literary stars Ana Stewart, Zoe Venditozzi, Sam Longden and Josephine Jules Andrews. Audience were very cool. We all went to the Art Bar after and had a few wheat beers. Nice.
8th May, Fence Homegame
A small but uber-appreciative crowd in the Rugby Club in Anstruther were subjected to the nastiest bit of Smokeheads, then a few songs to cheer them up. Cheap bar, lovely barman.
7th May, Ullapool Book Festival
Myself and Aidan Moffat read our stories from The Year of Open Doors, then played a few tunes each. I had a crippling hangover. Aidan was better behaved and charmed all the old dears with his beard/shorts combo. I couldn’t even drink the free Laphroaig. Ouch.
29th Apr, Word Power, Edinburgh
We, ahem, ‘celebrated’ the royal wedding by generally ignoring it. Small but appreciative audience listened while I prattled on, then got some quality poetry courtesy of Paul Kingsnorth and Anita Govan, then some random punter hijacked the mic at the end until we slow-handclapped him off. Strange.
28th Apr, Dundee Literary Salon, The DCA, Dundee
Brilliant evening with a fantastic audience of readers and writers, free wine, loads of fine blether and the chance to buy my EP before it’s even out. Oof. Thanks to Zoe Venditozzi and everyone else for coming out.
10th Apr, Words Per Minute, The Arches, Glasgow
Read the nastiest bit of the book for the first time. Seemed to go down well. Gave away a handful of whisky miniatures and some badges. Drank some beer. Listened to a whole bunch of other great writers and musicians. Very decent turn out, given that it was Glasgow’s first sunny afternoon in a decade.
16th March, Weegie Wednesday, The Universal Bar, Glasgow
Free beer for me. Lots of friendly Glaswegians for company. I talked bullshit for 10 minutes, they all listened very kindly. A really very nice evening all round. Thanks to all who came and were nice, and to the Weegie Wednesday crew for the invitation.
10th March, Blackwell’s, Edinburgh
Free wine helped things along, as I blethered uncontrollably for a while, read, answered some very astute questions about whisky and writing, then played a couple of tunes. Everyone went home happy, despite the hailstorms.
8th March, Gutter Magazine Showcase at Aye Write Festival
A quality night, I drank a tumblerful of whisky as I read and swore at host Adrian Searle. Fellow writer Elaine di Rollo did an excellent turn, and we all learned about The Douchemaster and his adjustable douche. Good times.
5th March, University of Strathclyde Showcase at Aye Write Festival
Three brilliant readings from our star students Bryony Stocker, Matthew Lynas and Sam Best – and I did a crappy wee turn as well. Very attentive audience, Strathclyde Uni successfully showcased.
5th March, William Patrick Library, Kirkintilloch
A piper, free books, a brilliant soprano, a jazz band, a cake – and me, swearing, playing songs and talking about whisky and violence. A lovely afternoon in the library.
5th March, Larbert Library
More free books, refreshments, a book quiz, then me blethering like a bastard to a very nice audience about all sorts of shit. I also played the Postman Pat theme tune, for reasons too complicated to go into.
3rd March, Smokeheads Launch Party, The Voodoo Rooms, Edinburgh
A pretty fucking special night. Free whisky helped, but the general air of goodwill and camaraderie was at the heart of it all. Quite freaky seeing everyone you know in a room together at the same time.
27th Feb, A Lyrical Death Match: Cargo vs Chemikal, The Caves, Edinburgh
Alan Bissett, Rodge Glass, Doug Johnstone, Ryan Van Winkle, Kirstin Innes, A.L. Kennedy, Emma Pollock and Lord Cutglass all did a turn. Fun was had. Beer was drunk. Times were good.
19th Feb, Margins Festival, Stereo, Glasgow
Ahem, a mix up with schedules meant I didn’t get to play/read, but did bash out a daft song as people were leaving, technically making me a busker.