Like I’ve said before, I don’t do New Years resolutions.  This is the time of year, when I do set some goals for myself. So here they are:

• I am going to lose some weight.
• I am going to write something every day, whether a story, a blog post, or work on a play.
• I am going to see more theatre. There’s really no excuse for not seeing a ton of theatre in this city, so I’m going to stop making excuses, and go to see as much as I can.
• I am going to stay a non-smoker.

Those are the goals for 2012.

Why don’t we look at how I did on the goals for 2011, shall we?

Get paid to act. When I wrote this, I was feeling a little taken advantage of. I felt like I had taken a few acting gigs for the wrong reasons. So, the upshot is, that I didn’t really get paid to act this past year.  But the truth is that getting paid wasn’t what it was about (though, lets face it, that would have been nice). Really, it was bout being a little more choosy about where I put my acting energy.  I didn’t want to act in just anything, I wanted to act in things I believed in.  So, if that’s the case, I accomplished this goal.

Do more directing. I did a little more directing in 2011, as in, I did some.

Write more. I wrote some, but not as much as I should have.  In fact, I wrote little enough that I feel like the writing muscles in my brain need to be worked out a little to get them in shape.

Become a better theatre marketer. Nope.  Honestly, I feel like to be a better marketer, I have to learn how to be more comfortable in talking up the things I am working on.  Its like, over the years, I have taught myself (or been taught, I’m not sure which) not to toot my own horn.  In marketing, its necessary that you not only toot your horn, but find creative ways to do so.  This is an area where I need work.

Become a better shmoozer. I put this in here, because I’m not good at the shmooze.  Put me in a room full of people, and I’ll become more awkward than I am normally (and since I’m a pretty huge nerd, that’s pretty awkward). I am not good at the small talk, and not good at striking up conversations with people I don’t know. So this still needs work.

Get an agent. Mission not accomplished.  And to be honest, I didn’t really pursue this all that much.

Maybe next year, I’ll be able to round up this list with some more “wins”.

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Lately I have found myself talking a lot about writing, but actually doing very little of it. Oh, I will sit down at the computer, or with pen in hand, and I will turn off the Internet and focus only on writing for a bit, but no words end up in the page. And that has frustrated me. I haven’t been able to write that play, or even a short story. Which of course has frustrated me more.

The other day, Adrianna Prosser reminded me that writing needs to be practiced, and that if the writing muscle isn’t regularly exercised, it gets out of shape. So I need to exercise my writing muscles.

I need to write something every day, whether it’s a short (even a very short) story, a blog post or what ever. The important thing at this point is to just write.

So that’s the plan. Write something – anything – each day. Starting now.

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And if you look really closely, you might see me a couple of times in the trailer.

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Some images from Nuit Blanche 2011

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Today, The National Post published an apology for an ad that ran in their paper. I’m not going to link to it. If you’ve seen it, you know why it was offensive, and if you haven’t, you could probably find it.

Here is the problem:

The National Post believes strongly in the principles of free speech and open, unhindered debate. We believe unpopular points of view should not be censored simply because some readers may find them disturbing, or even offensive. Free speech does not apply only to views that will not offend anyone.

The ad in question was attempting to make the case that the Ontario curriculum was teaching very young children about issues that, at that age, should be the domain of parents. In addition, it made the case that even when parents or teachers may object to the material being taught, they did not have the right, in the case of parents, to remove their children from the class, or in the case of teachers, to decline to teach the material on the grounds that they objected to it.

In an open society, these positions are worthy of being part of a debate on this issue. They are also legitimate arguments to make in a paid advertisement in a media outlet.

The problem here is in the statement that anything needs to be debated. If the advertisement had been about another minority, the ad would never have been run, and they would certainly not be talking about.  What if the advertisement had been about education about race issues.  Substitute Gay or Transgender from the ad, and put in black, or Chinese, or muslim.  Would they dare to defend the ad?

Look, National Post, hate is hate regardless of the minority.   When will you get that into your heads?

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When I write, I tend to write in a specific format.  I am most comfortable writing in the form of a script, most commonly for theatre.  This allows me to write a lot  of dialogue to tell a story (which the theatrical form demands), and something that I think I’m pretty good at.

I’ve decided, recently to try my hand at another format: the novel.

I’m going to do NanoWriMo this year, and am working on the process of outlining the story.

I’m told that stepping out of the comfort zone can be good for creativity, so we’ll see what happens.

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Last night, I said goodbye to my best canine friend of 13 years.  He would have been 14 in October, but things were not going well for him.  He laboured to walk, to move around,and his eating was infrequent.  It was time.  The average life span for a dog of his size and breed is ten years, so any time after that was a bonus round.  We walked him over to the vet’s office, a last long walk for him, followed by an examination.

The vet was amazed at how old he was, and I think that’s why there was little talk of further treatment to make him more comfortable. She knew that his quality of life was falling and would continue to fall. From his demeanor and symptoms, she suggested that he likely had a degenerative disease of the spine, that was dissolving his spine, causing some of the mobility problems he had been experiencing, coupled with a neurological problem that had basically taken away feeling in his back feet.

Jessica and I knew that this was likely to be the end for him when we went in, so we were as prepared as possible. I knew it would be difficult, though.  He’d been with me for so much.  He got me through a couple of tragedies, and like good dogs always are, he cheered me up when I was down, and was the best companion.

As we sat, waiting for the sedative to take effect, I signed the consent form.  The one moment of levity in the night, was my misreading of a declaration in the form which read something along the lines of “I certify that the dog has not bitten any person or animal in the last ten days” which I misread as ”I certify that the dog has not been bitten by any person or animal in the last ten days” and I commented on how strange a declaration that was.  I commented on it, and was corrected, but could not get the image of some person coming up and biting my dog out of my head.  Everyone laughed, and then it was time.

The sedative had relaxed him enough (he was pretty anxious in the vet’s office), he lay down on blanket they provided. I thanked him for everything he had done for me, we told him we loved him, and they administered the drugs. We stayed with him, petting him until he was gone.  And the vet left us alone with him.  We didn’t stay long.  We had a good five minutes of weeping, and then just couldn’t stay any longer.  He looked like he was asleep, and knowing that he wasn’t just made it harder.

I will miss so many things about him.  I can’t even list them all.  But most of all, I will miss how if I was sad he would come over and lay his head in my lap and look up at me.  How petting him like that would make me feel better.

Thanks, buddy.

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When Deanne and Balderson’s stage adaptation of Dracula opened in 1927, the audience found the play truly frightening.  Apparently, when Bela Lugosi performed the role, there were screams and fainting.  Of course, now the play seems very dated and overly talky.  Film has taken over where theatre once ruled: the horror film provides scares and theatre isn’t known for its terror.

I wonder – is it possible for theatre to provide scares any more?   With the exception of Ghost Stories (which seems to be just that…the telling of some ghost stories), can the theatre provide a scary story?  A monster story?  Can the audience be made to jump and scream?

It should be possible.  But what do you think?

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Last week, I picked up Ray Fawkes‘ new graphic novel, One Soul.  

First, the background: One Soul follows 18 characters from birth to death, with their lives running concurrently, though their stories take place in different times.  Maybe I’m not explaining it well.  The Oni Press site explains it like this:

One Soul takes the experiences of 18 individuals and weaves them into the spiritual journey of a lifetime.

This is a story that can only exist in the comic form.  You could not adapt this into a movie, or a tv series, or anything else.  This story can only be told in this form.  It is a pure expression of the comic form.  And a testament to what someone striving for a story told the way it needs to be told can accomplish.

The book is a deep and emotional read.  Some characters die earlier than others, and some live long and prosperous lives.  Each death is keenly felt, while for some, the pain of their lives is felt even more keenly.  I found myself rooting for some characters, wishing for justice for others, and pitying still others.

More importantly, I found it hard to put down.  I wanted to keep turning the page.  Late at night, needing to go to sleep, I would still tell myself “just one more page, just one more page”.  And then finally, I finished it.  This is a book that needs a moment of quiet reflection after finishing; a moment to break to contemplate what you have read (tinged with more than a little awe).

I cannot recommend this book highly enough.  Its more than worth your time.  Its definitely worth the read.  And the second and third readings.

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So, this past Toronto Fringe Festival, I saw some great actors perform in some spectacularly good shows.  After the show, I invariably thought: “So and so is a talented actor. I wonder what else they have done.”  And so I google the actor, and find…nothing.  Well, not nothing, really, a scattered collection of mentions on various websites, maybe a review here or there.  But nothing with the actor’s name on it.  No website. Not even a twitter account.

Actors (and other performers) why don’t you have a website?

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