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Exciting News!... but I can't share yet.  It's not official.

Back around to last summers project that I put on the shelf.  It still doesn't have what I'm looking for, (see http://austinplaywright.blogspot.com/2013/09/some-garden-of-wax-fruit-and-painted.html for details) but I think I can give it what it needs.

I like the characters, I just haven't found the right plot.  The right emotional grabber.

More reading about surrealism.  This time stuff about Les Automatistes from Quebec in the late 40's, 50's, and 60's.  They rebelled against the turn that the French Surriealists had taken which they saw as creating art about rebellion rather than creating works that were rebellious.  Their point was that people had to shift their ways of thinking or any rebellion would soon end where it began.  They practiced automatism.

Gauvreau created plays that abandoned words and syntax and replaced it with disconnected words or nonsense sounds.  He also used plots (if one can call them that) that explored madness.  Not people who are insane.  Madness.

I love words.  I am not about to abandon words, but I like the idea of plots that explore madness.

For those of you (if any) who have read most or all of my posts, this will not surprise you.  I am an anti-rationalist.  I'm sure that my mind and, I believe, most minds, and, in fact, the universe itself, is far more irrational than rational.

My own thoughts usual bounce between "Ohhh, sparkly..." and (sudden head jerk in a new direction) "Squirrel!" 

Except when I'm obsessing about something over which I have no control.

Madness... yep.  Sounds exactly right.  Now, what does that mean for the characters I've created...?hmMmmmmmmmMMmmmmMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmMMMmMmmmmmmmmmmmMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmMmmmmmmmmm.

*Claude Gauvreau, “Jappements à la lune”