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It's finally cooling off around here, finally.


The Prodigal Son Returns

So, I was in Oregon for a week and the day after I got back the playwriting workshop started, so I've been busy to put it bluntly. Oregon was great. No sales tax = lots of shopping. Other strange laws = we couldn't pump our own gas. Who knew? A strange and wonderful land.

So, I'm a week into the playwriting workshop. I working on developing the new play, 'Crucifixation', while at the same time trying to wrap up the other play I started earlier this summer, 'Storm'. An exciting note - while in Oregon I found a part of the beach that matched my vision of the setting in 'Storm'. Very cool.

The other people in the workshop are so friendly! Too bad most of the girls already have boyfriends ... ;)



I'm made out of letters!


Symbolosis + Red Hot Lovers

Wrote the final version of my Language Simulation today. Mmm, very very pleased with the way it came out. I call it Symbolosis. But no time to celebrate, have to move on to the next project.

I'm going to see Neil Simon's THe Last of the Red Hot Lovers tonight at UNC. I invited some friends, too, so it should a grand old time.

Oregon is coming up! Woot woot woot.



That language book has gotten me thinking a whole bunch, and I think I'm going to start working on a langauge simulation. Something I've been thinking about for a long time, but never really had enough information to implement. So that's what I'll be doing this afternoon.


Ingesting Media

I've been watching a whole slew of old film noir movies looking for a monolouge for this fall. Some of them are actually pretty good. I finished Steven King's The Green Mile two days ago, to much satisfaction. Mmm. Mr. Jingles. I saw The War of the Worlds yesterday with Megan and Sam. Very very creepy and disturbing, but I must say excellent job on the part of Speilberg. To top it off, I started a book called The Power of Babel by John McWharter. It's about the history of language, which sound a bit dry, but is actually very fascinating and entertaining at the same time. Woo! Media!



My little long-form improv group is coming along nicely, just like last summer. I'm excited because we're starting to take more risks and take our skits into new directions. Last night we did one about the afterlife, which was actually a giant hotel. All the machines were controlled by the 'Deux ex machina', or the God Machine, on the roof. But then things started going wrong, and the appliances started killing everyone (yes ... dying after you're dead). It was very creepy and surreal.