DEMONIC

Well, my first complete farce in a long time is finished, and I seem to be happy with the turnout. Nothing like a little spoof of exorcism to get the juices flowing again. So that's play number 73 from my count, which is... far too many. Seriously, I need a hobby.

A block? Pish.

In an effort to return to what I used to do before I tried to get heavy and artistic, I'm writing a piece now that is just plain silly. Silly save the subject matter. I figure if you're going to have a go at exorcism, you might as well go all out, since the serious side of it has already been adressed. Warning: if you like religion and think God is pretty great, then you should probably avoid this piece altogether.

The new play is called DEMONIC. I'll probably wrap it up tomorrow night. And I'll probably change the title, since the word never appears in the play.

So, yeah... that's what's going on.

The drought is over (a slight return)

I suppose the last few weeks of a succesful show in Noho, seeing another playwright's play, and watching Beckett and The Talented Mr. Ripley on DVD has done well to inspire me. And may I say, it's about friggin' time. So, there's a new play around entitled UP, DOG, UP. Which as soon as it's been through the ringer, will probably be posted. Be forewarned, though... I was feeling particularly theatrical for this piece, as well as slightly vaudevillian, so any who decide to try to pull this on off? Lotsa work to be done. Juggling, singing, sleight-of-hand, and physical abuse. All I'm saying. It's a fun one, and a dark one, so basically it is me getting back to me roots.

I'd like to thank people who still think I can write stuff for thinking that I can still write stuff. Your inspiration is neat. Even swell. My thanks.

I'll tell when the next drought is over. Promise.

California STILL loves me more

My spies were present at the "Naked in Idaho" performance in North Hollywood just two nights ago in order to make sure that all was well. And... all was well. They raved about the shows, the actors, and the free wine that was served. Much thanks to Eric Normington and the casts (especially the naked guy, sorry dude) of Next Arena, my new favorite people.

And while LA Weekly said that I work better on paper than onstage... I just think that guy doesn't know how to have a good time.