Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Into the busy season

While there still hasn't been much writing time put into plays, I have been organizing myself on the marketing of Conversations in a Cafe and All About Faith -- so that perhaps I will know what HAS been done, and what has NOT. That organization is completed, so now I can move forward.

In the meantime, after the dregs of August, we've moved back into a time period when play productions are coming along hot and heavy. That's certainly not a complaint, because I almost always enjoy seeing something new or old favorites in the dark. But sometimes it's an embarrassment of riches that becomes a challenge to fit onto the calendar! We'll just have to do the best we can.

The first two stops in the busy season were made last week. We both very much enjoyed a show we had not seen before: Kander and Ebb's Kiss of the Spider Woman, done by Theatre Alliance with Gray Smith and Heather Hamby in the leads. It's not done a lot, apparently, and to some extent one can understand -- it's not a laugh fest and has a somber ending, not unlike Cabaret. But the production was very well done, and of course many dark-themed shows work just fine for me.

We also saw the Evening of Short Plays fall 2011 in Greensboro last Thursday night. Naturally (though it's true that I heard earlier read-throughs of three of them) they were new to us. Most of them were pretty good.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

High points, low points

The "nice" thing about the writing biz is that it's a bell-curve kind of existence, or maybe roller-coaster is better, since there's more horror and nausea involved with roller coasters. The last couple of months have not only included some repeat paying business and a new project that went well. But also, I e-published a detective novel in June and a general novel just recently (on Kindle and Nook), and got to see a short script produced in Virginia, which was a writer's and audience member (natural) high for me. I even got the script for Reunions fine-tuned and shipped off to a couple of contests.

Right on the heels of that, I found out that other short scripts were NOT accepted for two different short-play contests and, as a continuing theme, I have found no theater company (yet) interested in producing any of my long scripts. So -- up one day, down the next. Which to be honest I feel is certainly the way with a number of playwright hopefuls, or at least there's ample evidence to suggest that's true.

Which makes it no easier to stomach when it happens.

Nevertheless, I've learned also that writing stuff and doing NOTHING with it absolutely assures nothing will happen with it -- so one keeps on plugging away. Some days turn out well; the others remain depressing.

Perhaps I'm also going through theater-going withdrawal -- August seems to be a very slow month for theater productions, while September and October go nuts. Starting Thursday night, we have quite a bit of theater to take in, just to try to keep up. In short, things could be worse ... and I keep trying to remember to un-cross my fingers every now and then. Something will happen sometime. And I hope that's not just wishful thinking.

A novel distraction

I mentioned in a recent post that we drove north to see my short script, At The Shrine, done in a 10-minute play fest in Purcellville, Va. On the return trip, my wife mentioned that one of her favorite pieces of writing by me was a novel I first created in (we figured) roughly 1983-1986. As I thought on it, I tended to agree.

So upon our return home, I sought out that novel, only to find that I had no digital version of the text -- but I did have a typewritten manuscript of 342 double-spaced pages.

This is all by way of saying I haven't written a word on any play project since that day, because I undertook to scan each of those 342 pages, convert them to a digital document (which took a learning curve, of course), then update, edit, fix and generally try to create a "clean" Word document that could be converted to my second eBook on Kindle and Nook.

To be polite, it took longer than originally anticipated.

However, I'm pleased that one of OUR favorite pieces of writing, a novel called Fictionography of a Mental Coward, is now e-published and back off my desk. Hopefully this means some kind of writing -- new writing -- looms somewhere in the future. It's about time.