It’s been almost two weeks since I’ve posted.  Where did the time go….

absorbed by the sinus infection from hell

a little trip to visit family in Marin and watch my 11 year old niece and 3 year old daughter make up plays and perform them for us - Julia knowing “her” lines amazingly well…no self-editing along the way - oh playwright mommy take note of just doing…

cracked the windshield - twice

didn’t play babble, didn’t fib, did READ a couple of novels for the first time in forever.   I have a not-so-secret-anymore theory about how when your writing is dried up it’s because you don’t have any new words making their way through your body.  Time to replenish with baths and fiction

When I expressed my “stuckness” on my current play to the bunch of writers in my current workshop (granted the play kept being put aside for rewrites and jobs and a little commission but still STUCK) someone said “You can only work on one play at a time?”  and I thought, that’s what I’ve been thinking, that I must finish this one to write the next one and maybe that isn’t so because I’m not getting to the next one any faster by setting myself this onerous chore so -

started a new play ….hush, don’t tell anyone….

we’ll see