The title of this post pretty much sums up what I’ve been occupied with lately. I don’t have any new projects, per se, that I’m working on. I am steadily toiling at the book of childhood/teenage memoir essays, the title of which I’ve revised to The Girl Who Made Me Gay…and other Tales of My Woebegone Youth. I’m being careful to focus on my life as a misfit, rather than to produce a straightforward autobiography full of gentle recollections that no one will give a shit about…including me. Where there is no conflict, there is no drama, and where there is no drama, there is no story.
I am also in the process of revising and editing the manuscript of WeeWee and Somebody, with the intent to begin submitting it to publishers/agents in May.
Lastly, I am laying the groundwork for the first volume of Julian Mumford Mysteries and the play Closing Night. As I’ve learned from the research I’ve done and from personal experience, writing a work of any type or length is easiest when you know where you want to go, and don’t have to stop to work out details. That being said, there will still be plenty of room for exploration and spontaneity when I actually commence these two projects, and so I’m excited about them.
One other forthcoming project is a Boredom Production to be produced in April; I’m not sure of the subject or format yet, but I do have several ideas in the Trunk to work from.
My play Below the Surface will be produced as a staged reading at the North Canton Playhouse on February 18-19; it was originally to have been a full-scale production, but there weren’t enough suitable actors available in December when the director held the audition. So…I’m looking forward to that, too. Cleveland Magazine supposedly did a story on this, but it didn’t show up in the January issue, so I’m going to call and harass the editor today to find out what’s what. Ditto the Baum Bugle…it’s been almost two years since they told me they were going to review Dot’s Journey, and I have yet to see the review. Besides, I wrote an essay on how The Wizard of Oz affected me as a child, and I’d like to submit that to them if they are interested.
So…the pots are boiling. Gotta go stir them now.