God sure likes to pull a cherry out of the bag now and then! Talk about your unexpected delights! I had word today that Stained Glass Theatre wants to open their 2011-2012 theatre season with a reprise of my first play, Welcome to Joe's.
It's been something like seven years since it was first produced and I can still feel the thrill of it. I was so humbled by all the wonderful words people had to say about it and for years after I would hear things randomly from strangers at the next table in a restaurant or through someone who knew someone or from someone who had been loaned a copy of the dvd afterward. I was awestruck then that God could do such a thing and humbled that he'd chosen to allow me to be a part of it. Again, I have to say I'm completely humbled at the opportunity to do it again!
Just when you think something's over or you're worried that you'll never taste what you deem success again, God steps in and says, "Hey, chin up! I'm not finished with you yet."
For those of you who did not see Joe's in its first run, it's a romance (of course) with an evangelical message. The original cast was phenomenal and all of the direction and staging were stellar. I'm sure that the director this time, Tom Young who directed my second play, Related Spaces, a few years ago, will be terrific.
Thanks, SGT, for giving me this great pleasure again! I'm quite happy!
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Monday, May 2, 2011
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Waiting for Rejuvination
There's an old song with the line, "They say it's spring that's made me daft as a daisy". I'm feeling pretty daft these days. Daft and so tired! I don't know if I'm so inflexible that the time change is still throwing me or if it's that over Spring Break I slept in until 8:30 and now am getting up at 6:00 again. At any rate, I'm pretty much a zombie. I'm waiting for rejuvination.
Tomorrow is Good Friday and Sunday is Easter. The season reminds us of the wonderful reality of resurrection, of new life. I'm grateful for that reality.
It's funny how my mind has been so busy lately and yet I am having such a hard time writing. I want to so much I can taste it, but I sit down and. . . nothing. Or at least too little to really work with. I feel like McGee on NCIS when he wouldn't own up to his (dare I say it?) writer's block. I remember I had this problem before. It was after I knew Stained Glass Theatre was going to do my play Welcome to Joe's. There was this huge gap of two years between the time they accepted the script and the time they produced it. I was so anxious about seeing Joe's happen that I wasn't very productive on anything else. Then, as soon as Joe's closed I dashed of Related Spaces in nothing flat! After Related Spaces played, I wrote No Penalty. After No Penalty was published I finished the one that's setting at Avalon now. In those times of waiting, I find that's all I seem to be able to do. I guess it's that wish for life to be in tidy packages. One project completed before another is begun. It doesn't work that way. I've got to pull my head out of the fog and get busy!
Spring is supposed to be the most romantic season. I'm looking forward to some of my favorite springy things to rejuvinate the romantic in me. Maybe you could try these, too!
1. Eat breakfast outside. Bruce and I eat on the porch when it's light enough and warm enough because we can watch walkers and dog walkers go by. We always laugh that people are saying, "Look! They're eating on the porch! Weird."
2. Fill the birdbath and watch for visitors of the feathered variety.
3. Do what my editor Chelsea did: wear yellow to celebrate spring!
4. Sip a glass of iced tea with lemon and mint.
5. Read some Nikki Giovanni poetry. It's fun.
6. If you live near a college campus, walk on over and stroll around. Take in the sights and sounds: frisbee on the lawn, touch football in the stadium, bicycles on the brick bike paths, music drifting out of open dorm windows, bulletin boards announcing auditions for summer theatre productions, the fountains.
7. Paint your toenails - but not if you're a man, please!
8. Pick out one bird's song and listen for it every day near the same time. We have one around here that I call "Our Little Singer". I can never find him, but his song is quite distinct. I think I figured out what kind he was last year, but have forgotten since. He sings, "Oh, sweet Canada, Canada, Canada."
9. Get your bird books off the shelf and figure out what kinds of birds are visiting and singing all around you.
10. Breathe deeply (if your allergies allow it) - take in the scents of lilac and fresh green growing things!
Cheers to you and cheers to spring!
Shellie
Tomorrow is Good Friday and Sunday is Easter. The season reminds us of the wonderful reality of resurrection, of new life. I'm grateful for that reality.
It's funny how my mind has been so busy lately and yet I am having such a hard time writing. I want to so much I can taste it, but I sit down and. . . nothing. Or at least too little to really work with. I feel like McGee on NCIS when he wouldn't own up to his (dare I say it?) writer's block. I remember I had this problem before. It was after I knew Stained Glass Theatre was going to do my play Welcome to Joe's. There was this huge gap of two years between the time they accepted the script and the time they produced it. I was so anxious about seeing Joe's happen that I wasn't very productive on anything else. Then, as soon as Joe's closed I dashed of Related Spaces in nothing flat! After Related Spaces played, I wrote No Penalty. After No Penalty was published I finished the one that's setting at Avalon now. In those times of waiting, I find that's all I seem to be able to do. I guess it's that wish for life to be in tidy packages. One project completed before another is begun. It doesn't work that way. I've got to pull my head out of the fog and get busy!
Spring is supposed to be the most romantic season. I'm looking forward to some of my favorite springy things to rejuvinate the romantic in me. Maybe you could try these, too!
1. Eat breakfast outside. Bruce and I eat on the porch when it's light enough and warm enough because we can watch walkers and dog walkers go by. We always laugh that people are saying, "Look! They're eating on the porch! Weird."
2. Fill the birdbath and watch for visitors of the feathered variety.
3. Do what my editor Chelsea did: wear yellow to celebrate spring!
4. Sip a glass of iced tea with lemon and mint.
5. Read some Nikki Giovanni poetry. It's fun.
6. If you live near a college campus, walk on over and stroll around. Take in the sights and sounds: frisbee on the lawn, touch football in the stadium, bicycles on the brick bike paths, music drifting out of open dorm windows, bulletin boards announcing auditions for summer theatre productions, the fountains.
7. Paint your toenails - but not if you're a man, please!
8. Pick out one bird's song and listen for it every day near the same time. We have one around here that I call "Our Little Singer". I can never find him, but his song is quite distinct. I think I figured out what kind he was last year, but have forgotten since. He sings, "Oh, sweet Canada, Canada, Canada."
9. Get your bird books off the shelf and figure out what kinds of birds are visiting and singing all around you.
10. Breathe deeply (if your allergies allow it) - take in the scents of lilac and fresh green growing things!
Cheers to you and cheers to spring!
Shellie
Saturday, November 14, 2009
What's My Line?
Today is my book signing at Borders. After much kerfuffle! However, all this book promotion has provided for my education in some things I'd never imagined I'd need to know. Things like business licenses, tax certificates, self-employment taxes (oh, my! 15 3/10 % of the NET!) and the invaluable advise of a tax preparer. Thank you, Jean! This is not the fun part of having a book published. I think what I'm worried about most is what to write in the books I sign. If it's someone I have a relationship with, then that's fine - it's personal. But, I need a signature line of my own for people I don't know or don't know well and I'm drawing a blank. I guess there's the ever-popular Red Green sign-off: "Keep your stick on the ice." I am looking forward to this afternoon, though - 1:00-3:00. And then tonight . . . more hockey!
Last night's game against Lindenwood U was intense. The Ice Bears prevailed in overtime, though, and it was pretty! Tonight's game is the last home game until mid-December. Bummer! When they're back on home ice, though, I've been honored with an invitation to do a book signing at the December 12th game against KU. The people involved with the games and the team there at the Ice Park have been so terrific to promote No Penalty for Love during the games these two weekends. I nearly laugh every time they announce it. I'm really a shy person, so this kind of thing, while very welcome - and I am so grateful for their interest and kind attention - is hard for me. I'm just a fan cheering the home team. Go Bears!
Perhaps the upcoming holidays will spark some inspiration for writing. I've been suffering through too many false starts ever since I submitted my last manuscript. I need a new interest. It seems all of my manuscripts, novel and play, grow out of a passion for something. Usually it's something new I've become intersted in. Welcome to Joe's came out of spending so much time at Mudhouse (it's one of my favorite places to be). Related Spaces from a fascination with historic architecture. No Penalty for Love, obviously, hockey. My newest out of my infatuation with Dr. Who and branching off into reading sci-fi (although it is NOT a sci-fi book). I think I need a new fad.
If you're in the Springfield area, be sure to swing by Borders this afternoon and pay me a visit. I promise by then I'll have something pithy to write in your book! In the meantime, keep your stick on the ice!
Last night's game against Lindenwood U was intense. The Ice Bears prevailed in overtime, though, and it was pretty! Tonight's game is the last home game until mid-December. Bummer! When they're back on home ice, though, I've been honored with an invitation to do a book signing at the December 12th game against KU. The people involved with the games and the team there at the Ice Park have been so terrific to promote No Penalty for Love during the games these two weekends. I nearly laugh every time they announce it. I'm really a shy person, so this kind of thing, while very welcome - and I am so grateful for their interest and kind attention - is hard for me. I'm just a fan cheering the home team. Go Bears!
Perhaps the upcoming holidays will spark some inspiration for writing. I've been suffering through too many false starts ever since I submitted my last manuscript. I need a new interest. It seems all of my manuscripts, novel and play, grow out of a passion for something. Usually it's something new I've become intersted in. Welcome to Joe's came out of spending so much time at Mudhouse (it's one of my favorite places to be). Related Spaces from a fascination with historic architecture. No Penalty for Love, obviously, hockey. My newest out of my infatuation with Dr. Who and branching off into reading sci-fi (although it is NOT a sci-fi book). I think I need a new fad.
If you're in the Springfield area, be sure to swing by Borders this afternoon and pay me a visit. I promise by then I'll have something pithy to write in your book! In the meantime, keep your stick on the ice!
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