Boobies

See, I knew that would attract your attention. I'm working on a book with the working title 'Breasting Boobily', and it's about boobies.​

Think Vagina Monologues but a bit higher up. People born with boobies and who love them or hate them. People who breastfeed for days, months or years. People born without boobies who get boobies for whatever reason. People born with boobies who have them taken away, also for whatever reason. People who have their boobies made bigger or smaller – for whatever reason. People with big boobies. People with little boobies. People with different sized boobies.

I have never typed the word boobies this often before – blame Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington in Stranger Things.

Like Dancing in Heaven, this will be a collection of monologues that sit between fact and fiction. Most, if not all, of the pieces will be a mix of a number of different people’s stories and will be fully anonymised. I think it will be funny and sad and silly and bittersweet, and I’m hoping it will make a great performance too.
I’m looking for people’s stories – straight people, queer people, older people, younger people. Performance stories. Everyday stories. Stories that everyone knows and stories that haven’t ever been told before.

Contact me using my contact form or on Bluesky, Facebook or Instagram. I’d love to hear your story.

PS – ‘Breasting Boobily’ comes from a parody of how some male authors write their female characters. The phrase was first posted by Tumblr user scottbaiowulf in December 2016:

​“Cassandra woke up to the rays of the sun streaming through the slats on her blinds, cascading over her naked chest. She stretched, her breasts lifting with her arms as she greeted the sun. She rolled out of bed and put on a shirt, her nipples prominently showing through the thin fabric. She breasted boobily to the stairs, and titted downwards.”

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