Thursday, May 17, 2007

Do all roads lead to this? Or just the Clive Sullivan Way?

I'm still alive. Just. I hate bloggers who fail to update on a regular basis and then post something feeble such as I've been busy or flat out with work or I really haven't had the time. Because we're all of us busy, aren't we? And if you've taken the time to come and see me here, I should at least give you something to chew on. So am full of self-loathing right now because I've been busy, flat out with work and I really haven't had the time. Yet I'm still alive. Just. Sully is going well. It's a different experience this year, not one I'm wholly in love with, but I still feel honoured that it's happening to me and not one of the hundreds, thousands, nay millions, of other writers out there. Although it's not really happening to me, it's just sort of out there, happening. I don't know why (and I'm not after sympathy or cash donations or Get Well Soon cards or ego stroking or anti-depressants) but that's proving very difficult to deal with.
Some nice production pics, here, taken by Peter Byrne. I must get myself a set of them - I think they look beautiful and capture the very essence of the play wot I wrote. Bumped into Sully designer Graham K last night. He's moved on from making sections of dual carriageway for my gubbins and is now creating a bowling green and pavilion for this bloke. What a peculiar job that is. Amusement this morning when I explained my approach to the dozens of expletives that litter the early drafts of my work with a jovial, "I know I'm a bastard when it comes to language." In response, I was told that, actually, I wasn't a bastard. No, I was a c*nt.

5 comments:

Stephen Newton said...

I was anticipating something on those caterpillers that have invaded one of your favourite retreats.

Dave W said...

Stephen, I'm baffled. Tell me more?

Music Man said...

Yeah, those man-eating caterpillars. Imagine being stuck out in the middle of nowhere and finishing up being eaten by caterpillars. Like a Stephen King story.

Stephen Newton said...

'The lifeboat crew at Spurn Point are used to battling with nature, but this is one conflict they're losing...'

http://news.bbc.co.uk/player/nol/newsid_6660000/newsid_6665900/6665947.stm?bw=bb&mp=wm

Dave W said...

Blimey, they're a scary bunch. Ta for this, I shall write a caterpillar monologue for the new play asap.