Greetings and Happy Halloween, Loyal Readers. Here is BloomingtonGirl's new skirt. That's all for now.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Loyal Readers, I have gotten my first rejection for Over the Moon. It came in the form of a very nice email this AM. I am not crushed. A little unhappy, but not crushed. This is the way it will probably go with most if not all of the submissions, but at least I am getting my work out there. I am absolutely determined to keep at it.
I have decided to post whenever I have a rejection for two reasons. First, because writing about it makes it less ouch-y. And second, because I think it is helpful to share this kind of thing with the fellow writers who might be reading this blog.
My husband said all the right things again, Loyal Ones. He's on a perfect husband roll. Well, almost perfect...he did drive me a bit crazy yesterday on his day off, but that's a tale for another time my friends.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Greetings Loyal Readers from a very blue BloomingtonGirl. I am feeling rather down this evening, even though I am just back from a fun gathering of girl friends and Cardinal Stage's excellent production of Boom. (See it, Loyal Readers! Click here for more info: Boom.
It has been a very trying couple of weeks, truth be told. I'll spare you the details, but there have been a few situations that have really sucked up my mental energy. What's been keeping me excited and up beat is submitting my play to various workshops and contests, but I think I have submitted it to just about every place that would consider it. So, it is time to start another play in earnest so that I don't hang too much on Over the Moon. My first rejection - a "soft" rejection, if you will - is coming (or not coming, more accurately) in the next week or so. One workshop (one that I really wanted to get into for some reason) asks for full scripts right about now if they are interested in you. They only take ten pages of your script initially, along with your bio and plea for admission. I check my email every day, multiple times hoping against hope that there will be one from them asking for the script. Doing this kind of work sort of gives one a split personality. There are times when I am completely convinced that my writing is good enough for me to get into these programs. And, in the next breath, I feel absolutely certain that my writing is really stupid. There isn't much middle ground. It's either good or ROTTEN. And, the sad fact of the matter is that most of it is luck. Talent plays into it to be sure, but luck is part of the mix as well.
I hope that my sense of humor returns with the morning. It has flown the coop today in a big way. Some days are simply that way.
Night night. Of to try and try to read Ionesco.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
This picture was taken recently at a family wedding. It isn't the best representation of either of us but we sure are happy and what is better than that?
Loyal Readers, your BloomingtonGirl took a nap today and it was delicious. It is something that I don't normally do, but for some reason, I woke up at 5:00 AM, all stressed out and couldn't get back to sleep for way too long. I needed the nap and slept like the dead, though without the all knowing thing that comes with (I hope) being actually dead.
In other news, I am on a media free diet as much as it is possible in this world. I just cannot stomach all the politics and hyping and stupidity that passes for news these days. There is a part of me that feels guilty about not being actively participating as a citizen of the world, but I just can't do it right now. I apologize to my fellow Americans. There.
Your BloomingtonGirl is not one to boast (what?) but she will tonight. Dinner was, if I may say, superb! I made a simple pasta sauce by sauteing (on low) a very small white onion and a carrot in olive oil and then adding frozen tomatoes (from our garden). To that, I added some dried parsley and basil and salt an pepper. I boiled up some whole wheat spaghetti and tossed with a little butter and olive oil and added the sauce. A little grated cheese and we were right in Italy. Or IT-lee as some people say. Delishioso.
In other news, tonight is our switch to flannel sheets. Take that, nature.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Good Morning, Loyal Ones. Last night, I was up until well well past my bedtime writing The Love Translator, a brilliant new play, all modesty aside. ( I know, your BloomingtonGirl hasn't much modesty to push aside, but still.)
I had to write a ten minute script that incorporated a baseball bat as a prop, the line "Failure is Not an Option" and has the theme, Lost in Translation. My play is about a completely mismatched couple at a resort who go to a "Love Translation" class. I had one evening to write the play (or all night, but your BloomingtonGirl can't forgo her beauty rest.)
The director and cast have been at it since 7AM and I sat in on their blocking rehearsal at 8:30. The show is already hilarious - this team is doing great work. It was very gratifying to hear them praise the script. (That was how I could tell that they were smart people of excellent taste.)
Friday, October 23, 2009
Greetings Loyal Readers,
Tonight I am participating in the Bloomington Playwrights Project Play Offs. In a few short hours (I hope), I shall have finished writing a play that will be staged tomorrow evening. I just hope my script doesn't completely embarrass me. In high school drama, our teacher, Mr. Martin, would always get us in a huddle before the curtain and repeat what Tallulah Bankhead prayed before every one of her own performances. Something like "Please God don't let me make a fool of myself out there tonight." (That's the gorgeous Tallulah at left.) I might be doing some similar petitions later on...
I just read some of her other quotes on line and they are fabulous. I'll leave you with one and then I'll update you later after my script is finished.
"I'm as pure as the driven slush." Tallulah Bankhead.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Good Evening, Loyal Readers. Please forgive your BloomingtonGirl for being so quiet these days. She has been very very busy with playwriting. I've finished my first full length script entitled Over the Moon and have been submitting it to every workshop I can find. In about two months, I should start getting crushed by rejection letters. But no matter. I've already begun incubating my new work, working titled Skin Deep in the End Days. It is about a dysfunctional family coming apart at the seams. I figured I would write about something new. Something nobody has written about before. As part of my research, a local physician has agreed to let me watch her inject herself with Botox. The mother in my script will do that very thing and I want it to be authentic. Plus, maybe I can get my husband to write me a different kind of script for Botox and I'll need to know how to do it to myself. Just kidding about the latter thing. ("It's a poison!" my scientist daughter never tires of pointing out.)
In other playwriting news, I have won a spot in the Vortex Theatre's "Womensworx at the Votex" festival that will take place this January in Albuquerque, NM. I was one of eight playwrights selected in a national contest to have a play fully staged for a four week run. The play is a ten minute piece entitled Dance Lessons for Catherine. I'm pretty excited to say the least.
It amazes me that after about a year and a half of being at this, I have three full productions of short plays under my belt and two more coming up in January. One is going to be here in Bloomington in January. It is a benefit show called Practice Makes Perfect: A Diva's Guide to Life. More on that as it gets closer.
I cannot believe my good fortune. Seriously. I cannot believe it just about every day. I get to do what I love to do almost each and every day. I never forget how lucky I am.
I started this post intending to write about marriage and how incredibly fortunate I am in that area of my life, but somehow, I couldn't find the right words without sounding all cliche and smarmy. I'll say briefly for the record, though, that my husband is the finest man I know. Every day, lately, something happens that illuminates that more and more for me. Today was really that way. I had a very unfortunate situation that broke my little heart and my man said all the right things and all the smartest things. I'm keeping him. For ever.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
I am going to be a "Manager" (playwright) in the upcoming Play Offs at the Bloomington Playwrights Project. The "press conference" is Friday, October 23. At 6:30, Mayor Mark Kruzan will throw out the opening pitch - one theme, one line of dialog and one prop - to nine teams. The teams then have 24 hours to write and produce a ten minute play. The play goes up on Saturday October 24 and also runs on the 25th, 30th and 31st.
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