Never cease.

I’m back!

I said I would be if I had anything to say.

Two miracles to report this Monday.  One is from a while ago.  And one just happened.

The “while ago” miracle was in August.  I became a produced playwright.  This is a dividing line.  There are the writers who write plays.  And there are the writers who get them produced.  Once you cross the threshold, you can never go back.  (Not that you would want to.)

Anyway, I wrote an adaptation of The Looking Glass by Edith Wharton.  It was produced by The Wharton Salon on the grounds of The Mount, Ms. Wharton’s Berkshire mansion.

Just getting a production is a miracle.  But mine didn’t end there.

Because it could have been bad.  It’s a one-woman show, and we lost our one woman about a week before we opened.  (Health reasons.  She’s fine now!)

Producer, director, everybody scrambling for a replacement.

And, the collateral miracle…they found Jane Nichols.  The amazing Jane Nichols.  Who came in late in the day, and saved it.

Jane gave a marvelous performance.  Eternal gratitude?  The term was invented for what we owe Jane.

It’s not easy coming into a one-person show at the last minute, learning pages of dialogue with no fellow actors to help you out if you stumble.

But she did it…and beautifully!

Audiences loved her.  They loved the play.

Thanks to Edith Wharton, Jane Nichols, director Daniela Varon, and producer Catherine Taylor-Williams of The Wharton Salon, I am not only a produced playwright, but a beautifully produced one.

So, that’s the first miracle.  Long overdue for a mention in this blog.

The second one is that I am back on track wrestling the To Do List from Hell into submission.  I’m getting stuff done!  I’ll tell you tomorrow about the software that’s helping me do it!

Right now, I have to get back to that To Do List.