Yes, this is one for you writer technique nerds out there. And if it interests or helps you, I would love your thoughts.
Inspired by an acquaintance who’d been made so miserable by her utter conviction she didn’t have a creative bone in her, I wanted to encourage some self-care in others, and to share what I wrote. You can hear me read it on Kristin’s podcast here…
News Release 1 Nov 2021 A climate catastrophe satire that was developed with audiences in Bath hits the London stage this month (November). The New Wimbledon Theatre, run by Ambassadors Theatre Group, opens Gill Kirk’s dark-green dystopian horror-comedy SKIN IN THE GAME on the very day that COP26 ends in Glasgow. Chosen by New Wimbledon TheatreContinue reading “Climate Catastrophe Satire Hits London Stage”
It’s been a while! SKIN IN THE GAME’S ON STAGE! YOU CAN BE A BACKER – and the rewards are genuinely great! Today we just launched our Crowdfunder with a Facebook Live – me, producer Kristin Duffy at Slackline Productions and director Sarah Gain. You can have 35 mins of our podcast-y wit here! YouContinue reading “Put your Skin In The Game”
How DO prodigiously creative people do it? We all have the same hours in the day. We have the day job, the lovely people in our lives and then maybe stuff like making music and art and enjoying other people’s! Rather than wonder / despair and feel inadequate, the only way is to see myselfContinue reading “Buzz In & Out”
It turns out I am writing a novel. The first such attempt in maybe 13 years. I had forgotten – hiding in my scripts and what they demand of me – that this process plays a different instrument inside. I hear a different music. Another thing, quieter and much, much stronger, is happening. And IContinue reading “Make Work. Bring something into existence.”
Was leaving politics for writing a major mistake? Have I in fact been amassing a different kind of army, preparing a stealth attack with my pen, ready to take them (whoever they may be) from behind?
I used to catch ideas (which are so like butterflies, it almost seems cruel) by leaving myself answerphone messages on the home landline. The light would flicker at me when I got back in the warm at the end of the day: “hello,” glowed the message from a past me of oo, hours ago; “rememberContinue reading “Writing without, you know, “writing””
I’m here in Pitlochry, land of Pitlochry Festival Theatre and much, much more. Today’s day 3 of my playwrighting residency at the theatre and I’m rolling around like a pig in poo at the luxury of all this writing space and thinking time. I’m not here to share anything about my “process” with you, but I can’tContinue reading “The Pitlochry Play #1: the sound of water”
“A satire about arts and funding in a post-BBC, post-sterling world. Two civil servants hunt a dangerous script to stop it infecting a world that’s free of disturbing theatre. They disguise themselves as theatre types and get enmeshed in the glamour. Everyone’s lying for accolades, acceptance and – er – maybe art.” This is theContinue reading “Do Not Disturb: an arts satire”