With the Fringe well and truly over, it’s time to think what the hell I’m gonna do next. I’ve taken a well deserved break from doing any writing or acting and have spent my spare time binge watching Project Runway, sleeping and posing in the mirror. It’s been great, but now it’s time to be productive again.
The thing is…where do I begin? I want to develop In Utero into a longer piece, roughly 65-75 minutes, perform it again and maybe take it on tour. There’s plenty of room to develop the characters, add more depth to the story and incorporate some mixed media. Plenty of room. It’s hard because I thought it was done, ya know? It’s not done. It’ll never be done. It can always improve.
But, man alive, I’m exhausted. 10 months of working on it non stop has drained me. I can’t bring myself to look at it again. But I need to. This month off has been great, don’t get me wrong, but I feel like I’m getting dumber; I’m not challenged anymore. I miss writing. I miss acting. I miss being creative. So I gotta get back on it.
I have an idea for a new show called “46 and Counting”, based off of a poem I wrote last year. Yeah, I write poetry (sometimes), I’m cool. This one terrifies me. It’s going to be a one woman stand up-ish show. I’ve never done stand up. I’m probably terrible at it. Fuck it, I’ll give it a bash.
Tomorrow. I’ll do it all tomorrow. After Season 15, Episode 5 of Project Runway.