Obligatory Year End Post

Now is the time of year, where everywhere you turn, you’ll find some yahoo with a blog providing a year-in-review post, or a top ten list, or something like that.  And who am I to buck tradition?  So, let’s get to it:

This past year has been pretty performance focused.  I did the New Ideas Festival, Made my directing debut, performed in a BYOV at the Toronto Fringe Festival, and finally turned a four year project into a theatrical reality with The Belle of Winnipeg.  That’s more theatre than I’ve done in the last few years combined.  This is good. I loved every second of it.  After all, its what I trained to do.  What I love to do.

I’m trying to negotiate the waters with my day job, to see what I will be able to do next year, theatre-wise.  I’m taking on a bit more responsibility, but I need to make sure that I’ll still be able to pursue some theatre.  We’ll see how that goes.

I’m also starting to concentrate more on writing.  Progress on the next draft of the one-man play continues.  I’m getting some feedback from some trusted sources, and then I’ll see where to take it next.  I’m researching a historical drama, which I should be able to start writing within the next month to two months, and I’m going to be writing some short stories in the next little while.

I guess that’s the goal for this year.  I want to keep acting going, but writing seems to be where the focus is write now, so that’s what I’m planning to be doing for the next little while.  I’m talking to D.J. Sylvis about starting up a playwriting group, because (quite frankly) I tend to need the encouragement of others to keep the writing going.  When its all over, I’d like to have at least 2 plays completed, and a few short stories.

Let’s review this next year at this time, shall we?

Boxing Day

After Christmas Dinner

Luck of the Draw

A few years back, I wrote a short story (actually, its a little long for a short story. Its more of a novella), based on a story I told Gwen on Christmas Eve when she was three.  Being three, and it being Christmas eve, she wasn’t much for listening (she was literally vibrating at the time).  A couple of years later, I still had the outline of the story and I decided to put it on paper.  Then I revised it again.  And then I put it away.

Last night, I found the last version while doing some tidying up around the house, and flipped through a couple of pages.  It dawned on me, as I was reading, that the story might make a decent comic book or graphic novel.  I think it could work.  I’m going to start looking at converting the story to a comic script.  Sadly, though, since I can’t draw, that’s the extent of where I can go with it. Maybe I’ll just write it, and then see if I can find an artist later.