Busy – and good – times. The summer’s being spent Getting Things Done: completing a three-hander for the Theatre West competition for their autumn season at the Alma Tavern Theatre in Bristol; trying to get a final good first draft of my long-unwritten ‘fertility play’; polishing a collaborative comedy script with a great friend andContinue reading “Summer Frenzy”
Best experience as a writer so far was had this week. My absurd short, Everyone Loves A Story, was one of four staged readings in ‘Push’, a night of newly commissioned pieces at the Ustinov, Theatre Royal Bath.
push yourself – write in a new way, or about something new, in a new format, or by throwing all your norms to the four winds.
The smashing people at Bristol Folk House have picked The King Was In The Counting House to be one of their short rehearsed readings on Saturday 8th May, at 8pm. There were over 200 submissions, and the night will regale the audience with a happy six winners’ scripts. It’s only a fiver (which gets ploughedContinue reading “Second Chance for bankers….”
Oh, loathsome rewrites: the most important thing, and the hardest. They’re my main preoccupation right now – even though there are many budding ideas shooting their way through, and an incomplete full-length thing which is chewing the back of my brain. But without them, without nips and tucks, excision and the bin, the thing’s notContinue reading “Re-writes”
Well, I would – if this thing didn’t eat my words. I jest not, alas. So, second – er – fifth time lucky… The writing musculature was left to fester at the hell-end of last year. All very passive-mood. But! Action in 2010 calls! And thankfully, I have found some things to write about. So,Continue reading “WRITE!”
I may well be talking absolute rot, but it seems to me that a great way to drive yourself to write drama and then get it looked at is to enter competitions. You’re less likely (in my probably naive view) to be wasting any credit you might have with producing theatres, and the deadline sideContinue reading “Competition Fever”
No more than a scrap of paper on the student room door, this. Feel free to scribble in biro, crayon or lipstick. I’m in the library……