When I Put Seven Hot Dogs In My Mouth, I Am Doing Literature

This is a line-up filled with brilliant editors, and fabulous event organisers, and writers who have created works of beauty and intellect and a...third thing.  Me? The last piece of writing I had completed was a eulogy I performed at a comedy night called Dirt that ended with me cramming seven hot dogs in my mouth while writhing around to a dance remix of Danny Boy.

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Elyce Phillips