The Sands Shift

Hello all.

Yes, it's been days and days. And no, I generally haven't written on SL during them. EP06 is still in process. Yet I really don't feel lost about this. I think, perhaps, I'm supposed to be doing something else right now. Icebox is taking a lot of time, as you night imagin. And I have tackled the job of cleaning out and reorganizing my office. That might sound kind of lame, but the reality is, it's been two years since I've done anything but place paper on top of flat surfaces, planning to 'Get back to that'. And we all know what offices without secretaries look like after a while. That probably relates to SL in that some of the recording will probably take place in that office, and I need to have the place organized for both writing, and recording.

Things feel good, generally. Spring is here. I have no script for August, so I'd better get on that. I'm thinking of Scoop Sisters, give the gals something to work on. And we're working on an Icebox writer's workshop for a week hence. It's been a good couple of months downtime, but I'm feeling the need to wratchet up. Summer has always been my time to write. It'll be interesting to see how that changes with this new computer.

Finding Muse in the strangest places

After several days of nothing or next to nothing, I ran off close to ten pages tonight working in an old classroom converted for use by the local 4-H club. I was in Backus, our community center ne Junior High school. I am appearing in a community play, a history of Koochiching county set to music and verse. I kid you not. The whole thing was written by a local man, and I have to say, I am enjoying not being the one in charge. I do my one bit (midway through the first act) then I'm off until curtain call. So I found this class room and wrote and wrote and wrote.

The character of Eve is coming into her own. I'm not sure what her relationship with Gillian is going to be since the outline only required Gillian comfort her. I played with the idea that Eve could be THE Eve, banished to this strange job after her part in The Fall. I don't know though. That all seems a little hokey, and on shaky ground theologically.

Yes, I'm alive

Just writing because I should check in, put down, and let readers know what's going on.

I haven't written a word; a single damn word. Constantly confronted with requests to do more, work harder, put in time, make things work for people. None of it pays. I'll get a $75 royalty check from Playscripts and I'm happy to have it. It's the only proof that I'm a writer. Oh yes, plenty of fans in this town. Maybe that's why I'm doing SL, to create something difficult and challenging and swat off some of the flies.

IBRT is in business mode. I'm getting the itch to get to work on somehting. Had a board meeting tonight and everything spun in a new direction. I suppose it's positive. It just gets damn annoying after a while. Off we go, doing something else, still nobody offering to do actual work to help.

I will begin part six tomorrow. Heard from B. Price today. It was good to hear from him. He seemed to think Dog Watch was okay, and had some good suggestions.

Ep5 done

Episode 5 is drafted. Nearly half way to a first draft. I'm a little worried about the lack of action. Gillian was beat up plenty in this episode but does this type of story really need a sword fight or two? Or does the whole notion of action in radio really not work. Anyway, it's nice to move forward, especially given the week in my personal life. Whole days were lost to brooding and stupid problems. I think I'll at least create a file for E06 today, maybe write a page or two. I'm introducing the yeast merchants. I'll need to let them tell me who they are.