Well, as far as San Fran goes, not exactly. My one-act opera, Fade, is coming to that fair city later this month. San Francisco Cabaret Opera will present a concert reading of the work, which I created with composer Stefan Weisman last year. (It got its world premiere in London in October.) Meanwhile, I continue to work with Robert Paterson and Philippe Bodin on new operas.
This weekend, I finally get back to work on my first play, Vicarious, commissioned by the Gingold Theatrical Group. Draft: third. Progress: slow. Mood: tensely excited. Notes for revision: legion. I continue to think this could be a powerful and engrossing work, and extremely contemporary without being too trendily headline-ripped. My hope is to have a solid third draft by mid-June. Then another reading (with some kickass professional thesps, I must say) and a six-month development period with actors on their feet throwing furniture around. After that? Who knows…
Seems like a good time to share exciting news with loyal Histriomasticators: In August I'll be heading to the MacDowell Colony for two weeks of intensive work on a new play. Ah yes: A quiet cabin in my native New Hampshire sounds perfect right about now. I am overjoyed and stunned that they took me on my first application, and I hope it signals the start of yearly pilgrimage to writers' colonies around the country.
I bet you noticed it stopped raining. And the weather is lovely. I feel quite happy today.