Hello there! Sorry I've been away - mostly sorry for myself. I'm not sure how much this writing drought of mine has mattered to other people. I have missed it, however.
So, what's the problem, you ask? Last year I had to give up half-time work for full-time work. (Read, "kid going to college"). Like the song says, you gotta serve somebody, and for money.
If I were sturdier and not so lazy I wouldn't be making excuses of this sort, but you can't get words from a turnip. My brain is crowded with work stuff. Also, we bought a couch that reclines and I have a Roku.
But enough about me. Except for about that Play. That is also about me. I wrote one! A radio play, for a contest, that I was intending to win. But I did not win, place, or show.
This was the last project I could really dig into in my part time idyll. BBC didn't like the play, apparently, but I kind of did and I really enjoyed writing it. So I have put it up on Figment , which is a website for high school girls with Aspirations, but also Margaret Atwood. I posted the first two scenes tonight but the rest will appear within the week. It's called "Daughter of a Brave Country" if that link doesn't you have to go hunting for it. (I'm really sorry if that happens. I'm honored by your willingness to click. If the play is performed in even one head I'll be happy).
In one or two of my brighter moments lately I have had thoughts for new stories etc. These moments are fugitive, however, (see supra note, "work-crowded brain"). All I have for you tonight that is really new is the Halloween Meal Menu I've been mentally concocting this week.
The main dish will be "Slathery Jack." I'm not exactly sure what this is but it's horrible. It was served to a writer I admire during a sea voyage because the Captain had sold the actually edible provisions.
So we'll have that, along with apple solids, pumpkin spears, and German lashings for dessert! The mulled zinc will also be flowing. Halloween party at my house!
The Top Tip
Speaking of writers I admire, I have been thinking lately about how simple it is for really wonderful work to be invisible. If you click the link to my Amazon review of the Slathery-Jack-eater's book, you'll get a sense of what I mean. (Katherine Everett is her name and she was an amazing person and a really good writer). This is not a back door way of promoting my obscure self. I've accepted obscurity. But I routinely run into things that I think are wonderful that no one seems to know about.
Granted what follows is a pretty crap example of this because in England the song I'm about to recommend and the band responsible for it are HUGE stars. The band is Elbow (awful name, I agree) and the song is "One Day Like This."
Michael Caine introduced this song to me in his Desert Island Discs interview, (DID was an earlier top tip here, as you'll know if you're an old friend). I had never heard of the band or this song before stumbling into Caine's interview. There must be an issue with US distribution for Elbow or some other stupid reason why it took Michael Caine to play this for me instead of my local radio station. So here's the song. FYI, I bought the record and I play this song on Fridays, on my way home from work.