Call me a whimp but I have never directed Coward. This is because Noel Coward is fundamentally scary. He’s too British. Too seminal. Too precise. And he was the best thing in the Italian Job (my dear, dear boy – respec’). So when I was asked to direct something at my local am dram, I thought ‘oh…
Month: January 2010
Two intense poems… *cough*
Poem One: Jane looked in the mirror. She thought she looked like a massive fat balloon. That’s because she was one; Only wearing a dress. Poem Two: John walked around the room. He was wearing trousers. He thought they were linen. They were actually bry-nylon.
I have never… written a musical…
This is a bit of a cheat. I have been formulating this for about three years. I wanted to write a musical while at university, being a fan of the medium. (People singing their feelings? Yes, please.) So, when a couple of years back I started riffing with a group of friends about writing a musical…
Hello world!
Right. Here goes. In the face of impending redundancy and possible unemployment, I thought it was probably time that I flexed my writing muscles more substantially than I have done for about eighteen months… Otherwise, known as the length of time I have sold my soul to big business for a regular wage (oh, false idolatry). …
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