So, many months later...

I'm just about ready to get back on track with the farce that I'm working on, The Mayfair Affair. While I haven't gotten any script pages done per se, I've been turning the ideas over in my head over the past few weeks, and it's been heating up over the past few days - the fingers are itching to write. Directing has been where the energy has gone, but every time I don't really have the energy to work on writing - that's when the ideas start to roll.

I'm very lucky to be in the position I'm in, where this project already has some deadlines built in: I'm scheduled for a staged reading in the late spring, with an eye toward an actual production during the 11-12 season - plus a director attached who I'm very happy to have working on the play. Of course, the panic of not actually having pages in hand could potentially be crippling as the reading approaches, but knowing me, having that deadline that I can't push back just because I feel like it should be a strong motivating factor.

I'll always remember the story that my playwriting teacher would tell us about the English playwright whose agent came up with a title, booked a theatre for the opening, and hired a graphic designer to make a poster with the title and show dates - then sent it to the playwright, who then wrote the play! I don't think I'll go that far...