44 25 March 2010
Well, the dongle is still on strike and I am miffed with it to say the least…if it’s not careful it will see the wall approach it at speed and whack it too, while it’s about it…
I have been having a lovely 2 days workshopping some comedy scripts at the BBC. It’s great to get out and meet other writers and actors and directors. We get good work done and also have a laugh – most welcome right now. The blues are sort of stepping aside now, I am delighted to say. Mind you, as tickled as my brain is, I have not yet come across a splendid idea I could, well, STEAL for my rewrites, but today IS another day so I remain hopeful (and thieving).
I had a bit of/too much perspective today that put a lot of things in order in my head – basically a close friend just heard that her ex-husband has died, aged 44. He was wealthy and successful and happy too, far as we know, and died of skin cancer. There is no time to waste, my dears…
