Trying to Take Off His Boot*

I have been waiting for the perfect moment to begin...

This ain't it.

If you read this you will certainly see posts about my creative process.  You will also see a lot of random crap that "informs" the creative process.  This post can be put under the banner "Random Crap."

Beginnings are exciting and scary.  Beginnings are also endings.

I finished a new full-length play this week that I am very happy with. (BG - should be "with which I am very happy."  If you so desire, please send me tons of hostile emails detailing my grammatical failings.)  It will need several re-writes, but the overall shape and characters are there and I am happy with most of the language.  A bit pedantic in places, but it is a first draft.

I am looking at what may be my next project.  A period piece... sorta.

I write relatively quickly.  The first draft of my new play took about three months to write which is about my average.  During that time, I also wrote three one-acts for various assignments of the writing organization I am a member of.  (BG)  The first was a thirty minutes, the second, a twenty minute and the third, a ten minute.  Two were good, one needs work and will probably never get it.

I am a relative rookie as a playwright, but I have been writing more or less full-time for about ten years with minor success.  (Don't waste a google on it.)  I have never been produced, but I have had some readings.  My goal is Off-Broadway.  I would say Broadway, but they only seem to do musicals these days and I don't do music.

I am one of the lucky few.  My wife earns a good living for us and I am free to ply my art/trade while cooking and cleaning and driving the girls all over the f...  Well.

I am ever grateful for the work God has given me and for my lovely bride of thirty-five years.


*Samuel Beckett - Waiting for Godot