Yes, I'm still alive *waves*
My deepest apologies for loads of lurking, and for the fact that it will probably continue, but I am settled into a comfy chair with a tiny table and a cup of cappuccino in a wondrous and funky coffee bar, and actually have a few minutes available to tell you all how much I treasure you, enjoy your postings, and regularly send you psychic messages of warmth and good cheer that just never get typed out because there is just too little time....
For anyone interested, I have been busy on many fronts, including, right now, directing the West Coast premiere of a lovely play at a terrific theatre that is taking almost all of my time and attention right now. We don't open for two weeks, but there is so much to do to get ready that my head is spinning, my sleep is disrupted, and I am engrossed and obsessed---all good things, really, when they are in service of creative fulfillment. (except for the sleep part, but, as they say, you can sleep when you're dead.)
What few minutes are left are devoted to continuing to work on my ofic, as my new literary agent (it sounds so good to say that!!) wants a followup to the book she's taken on to try to sell. Last night, I was so determined after rehearsal to write at least my minimum 500 words that I was almost literally dozing between each word. But in the cold, cruel light of morning, those words were not as horrifying as I had feared, and adding to them this morning was actually not impossible.
I have been trying to keep up with LJ all throughout the holidays, but have been skimming through quite a lot, bid nothing on all the yummy auction items, have not read much of the wealth of delicious-sounding stories, and have generally been a cursory online friend.
Know, however, that I deeply appreciate you all, even when I cannot show it (which is, I regret to admit, far more often than I would like).
*squishes you all*
For anyone interested, I have been busy on many fronts, including, right now, directing the West Coast premiere of a lovely play at a terrific theatre that is taking almost all of my time and attention right now. We don't open for two weeks, but there is so much to do to get ready that my head is spinning, my sleep is disrupted, and I am engrossed and obsessed---all good things, really, when they are in service of creative fulfillment. (except for the sleep part, but, as they say, you can sleep when you're dead.)
What few minutes are left are devoted to continuing to work on my ofic, as my new literary agent (it sounds so good to say that!!) wants a followup to the book she's taken on to try to sell. Last night, I was so determined after rehearsal to write at least my minimum 500 words that I was almost literally dozing between each word. But in the cold, cruel light of morning, those words were not as horrifying as I had feared, and adding to them this morning was actually not impossible.
I have been trying to keep up with LJ all throughout the holidays, but have been skimming through quite a lot, bid nothing on all the yummy auction items, have not read much of the wealth of delicious-sounding stories, and have generally been a cursory online friend.
Know, however, that I deeply appreciate you all, even when I cannot show it (which is, I regret to admit, far more often than I would like).
*squishes you all*