panic 7 January 2008
Okay, I’ll admit it – already I feel behind in 2008. I ignored the start of the year as I hate any of the Auld Lang Syne palaver (spelled ‘bollox’ by the way) and then suddenly between travel and trying to get together a clean outfit, for the first day of re-rehearsals today for SHREW, it’s a week in and I am chasing lost time. The house is still in Christmas crisis mode with sundry items flung all over, the wash pile is impossible and I can’t find ANYTHING. Plus I took a break from writing while on hols so that’s come back to bite me now in terms of panic. And all this without a drink – have decided to give it a rest for a while cos there are more hours in the day when I do and I cannot face a hangover and all that entails right now. I hate being on the back foot.
The paperback format of BRIGHT LIGHTS AND PROMISES is out on Thursday so I do hope that those of you who haven’t read it yet will give it a twirl. And I guess I can look at that and remember the time when I was writing it and felt it would never happen…
As to the play – I cannot believe that I have forgotten so much of it. Mind you, I have the theory that my brain cells are dimninished enough now to have to be re-used all the time so they can’t be hoarding stuff that I’m not currently using…this might explain things…might not…
