If I could think of one adjective to describe the Writers’ Guild Awards… I might have won.
The awards night itself was a great experience. The invitation said to dress fabulous, so of course, I did. Can’t say everyone adhered to the rules there, but if you were dressed fabulously, I believe either my wife or I told you so, and you may have been unofficially invited into The Club. Which club, you ask? If you don’t know, I can’t tell you. And no, that doesn’t make it Fight Club.
(That picture is not of my wife, just so we’re clear.)
I got the chance to meet dozens of creative and hilarious people, indoctrinated myself into the world of professional writing (if you can call a night of drunken clever folk with no verbal boundaries “professional”… refreshing, yes), had the piss taken out of me by Sandi Toksvig, and rode the London tube in a tuxedo on a Monday night, which made everyone else wonder where I was going and why they weren’t invited to the same place. That’s a successful night out in any city. I may wear a tux everywhere I go in London from now on.
The award for Best Writing in a Video Game went to Meg Jayanth (Inkle Studios) for their amazing work on 80 Days. If you haven’t played it, you really should. Here’s a link so you have no excuse. I could not have lost to a nicer bunch. If Dan Pinchbeck had won, man, the fists would be flying.*
(*That was a joke. I have never met Dan Pinchbeck. I’m sure he’s very nice too.)