So no one turned up to my creative writing event for the Everybody’s Reading festival. Bummer! I think those are quite hard words to write; to admit that your event did not happen because no one appeared, but it is the undeniable truth. I arrived slightly early and waited a full half hour to see if anyone would appear. I think I gave people enough time to turn up.
Like I said, no one appeared while I was there; maybe a hoard of writers turned up fifteen minutes after I left and demanded the Kick School of Creative Writing. It is a nice thought, but I doubt that it reflects reality.
I could spend some time discussion the many possible reasons why no one appeared. I have my suspicions that Leicester, unlike some other cities which host similar creative writing events, just does not have the number of interested people required to support such events.
(Please note the apparent irony of this realization taking place during a reading festival.)
There is also an issue with the venue, Fabrika, being out of the way, hard to find, and having a funny vibe to it. But that feels like an excuse and not a very good one at that.
No, I think it is best to accept for the sake of my sanity that a tautological explanation should be used: no one turned up because no one turned up. It happens to all events in their infancy, so I am not going to take it too hard. There is only one question that I am interested in drawing from today’s failure and that is do I keep trying to run events like this in Leicester? It feels pretty futile, but do you run these events for the sake of your ego or do you run them for purely altruistic purposes?