In this guest post, award winning author Emily Dodd gives you a taste of the Edinburgh Fringe Festival’s seedy underbelly – the twilight world of stalking.
I’m not talking creepy or romantic stalking. Successful comedian stalking is quite different; a fine art with the ultimate aim of making the comedian laugh. Then you have arrived, then you are funny.
I first started stalking comedians in the Fringe by accident. I’d recognise them and greet them like one greets an old friend. I was so ridiculously friendly that they were polite; perhaps thinking I was someone they knew but didn’t recognise. You could see them racking their brains trying to work out who I was.
A real friend, Vicki once caught me mid-stalk with Simon Amstell. She edged away, embarrassed. I went to find her afterwards.
“What were you doing?!” she exclaimed.
“I don’t know” I confessed “I just forgot I don’t actually know him. It keeps happening..”