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Cock gags and knuckling down to standup

I sat and listened to a standup comic tell jokes about his penis and wondered who hurt him. It was a night of new comedy, and I was there to be supportive. The hope at these shows is for gold to glisten … but this was as far away from funny as I’ve been in […]

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High anxiety

It’s been ‘one of those weeks’ – but it’s over now, and what have I decided?

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The language of stand-up

Mo Fanning looks at the language used when writing stand-up comedy and how this differes from creating a novel or short story.

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Chemo brain and writing

I’m supposed to be editing. Or as I like to call it deleting six months hard work to write a totally different story. Call it chemo-brain or call it the fact I realised just a tiny bit too late I’d written the wrong story, but ‘The Toast of Brighton’ is going down to the wire […]

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This is the bit where I start to feel better, right?

Mo Fanning – over-sharing cancer bore – talks about the treatment stage of testicular cancer – the chemotherapy and scans stage – and the unexpected steroid boost.

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Writing light comedy from a dark place

Everyone says that the best comedy comes from the darkest of places. And that gives me hope for ‘The Toast of Brighton’ – shameless plug alert: this is my upcoming novel – as the past few weeks have felt pitch black. And yet, I believe the words, chapters and story match the hopes I always […]

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Suspicion – or why nobody wanted to say the c-word

Testicular cancer is not an automatic death sentence. Unless you ignore that lumpy, harder than the other one or slightly-swollen ball, in which case it is.

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A life-changing event

Were I to list all the places where cancer might change my life, it’s unlikely I’d include Warrington. It’s even less likely I’d plan for this revolution  to occur in a charmless Premier Inn. It was Valentines Day, and by agreement, I was miles away from my significant other. I’d left a Waitrose fish pie […]

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Fifty-denial – why I’m not down with da kidz

I don’t sound right using words like totes I headed this piece as being  ‘down with da kidz’ with a knowing nod to irony. I’m about as far removed from being down with anyone under the age of 40 as it’s possible to get. On the rare days I stiffen my sinews and spend a […]

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Coming out – On being forced from the closet

Coming out stories vary. For every parental ‘yes, we thought as much’ shrug, there exist a dozen painful ‘not under my roof’ tales of woe. In my case, it wasn’t so much a closet door that was wrenched open, as the dodgy drawer in my divan bed base. Over a two-year period, I’d currated a […]

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