I’m working on a small grant at the moment. It’s been years since I tried my hand at grant-writing. Six years or more, and oh! what a coincidence, the same time number of years I’ve been employed in one of those distracting “real jobs” I was telling you about a yesterday.Read More →
So often I read about things to advance yourself as a writer, be you a playwright, novelist, screenwriter or whatever. And it is interesting to read how others have made it happen for themselves. And I get it. Knowing how to get out there, connect, shine brighter than your competition, and champion your work is hard and you need all the advice you can get. I still read those lists and I love them. But I’m also aware of all the mistakes I’ve made along the way and how I have at times sabotaged my work and my career…. Read More →
One of the best pieces of advice I ever received from a full-time writer and theatre-maker was this: just say ‘yes’.Read More →
I saw one of my Write Sparks workshop writers today at the markets. He was busy at his foot reflexology stall, but I caught him between customers. He wanted to get some advice about where to go with his script and I told him a bit about creative developments.Read More →
Full disclosure: I’m beginning this post with absolutely no idea of what I’m going to be writing about. This breaks the rules of blogging and I should be ashamed of myself! Apparently, all the best writers have writing schedules in which the author will slate a whole week or month of topics which they intend to write about. Not saying this is a bad idea at all, just saying it’s all a bit serious.Read More →
Next time you’re at some fancy-schmancy dinner party and someone asks you what you do for a living, just for laughs, say that you are a dramaturg. The more socially adept in your company will nod their heads politely and feign the appearance of a passing knowledge of such a profession. They will pause for a sip of wine to give them a moment to think of something to say, then come up with a conversation-stopper comment like “Wow. That’s terrific.”Read More →
September last year I went to my childhood home, packed up the stuff my sisters had put to one side for me and I shipped them home in three cardboard “tea chests”. Only yesterday did I finally get sick of these overstuffed tea-chests making it impossible for anyone to actually walk into our “walk-in robe”. They had to go. But go where?Read More →