It seems fitting that a penultimate Fringe show should come with a bit of drama. We've all survived a month of triumphs (Good reviews! Networking! Belly laughs from audience number 13!) and disappointments (Comped producer never showed! Mediocre reviews! Stoned silence from audience number 22!
When I first told people I'd started doing standup, my friends and family were unfailingly supportive and encouraging, but overwhelmingly their first thought was how brave I must be. Not how funny (or otherwise) they thought I would be, but that I was very very brave.