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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
Age 23, living in sin in Twickenham with Cheesy
Likes
Movies
Books
Writing
Theatre
Hugs
Kittens
Chess
Scrabble (mostly beating Cheesy's butt)
Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Dislikes
Vegetables
Arguments
Cleaning
Trashy TV
Pretensions
Public Transport
Pets
Rabbits-Bambi, Fern, Sooty, Pippa-all deceased
Dog-Sammy-deceased :(
Fish-CatFlap-recently (and finally!) deceased
Cat-Tiggy-still scratching
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Technically Rachel
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Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Well, the big news is Keeping Annabelle was the winner in its week at the Short and Sweet Festival in Sydney – which means that it goes on to the Gala Final Night on the 23rd February. So all you Sydney readers of my blog (meheh) get another chance to see it! Whooop! Plus, I actually won something. There are some people out there, who don’t know me or anything about me, and they like my play. It’s a warm happy feeling. It was a surprise too, as I expected another piece to win which sounded great. That won the audience vote in the end (Keeping Annabelle came second – whoop!) which sounds about right.
And other exciting writing news is that another more lengthy piece of mine made it to third stage reading at Soho Theatre and they’re not sending it back just yet. What this probably means is I’ll just get a lengthier more detailed reading report, but it would truly rock if any kind of development help came in for it.
Could this finally be my year for writing?*
*Jinxes it all in one sentence
Ooh - update. Me and the Chees'm just got an offer accepted on a house in Hounslow! Let's hope this doesn't go tits up like last time!
7:12 pm
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Oh my god I'm sweating with excitement. My piece in Short & Sweet in Sydney kicked off this week - so far haven't heard any news back. However, I read the review for last week. I shall have to reveal 'Keeping Annabelle' is the piece that made it for this to make sense to those who don't know me - look at the review and scroll down to the bottom of the screen after it lists all Week 1 titles and quotes, and read the Upcoming highlights paragraph. Sweat. Of course, do note there's no mention of my name, but still! Giddy!
4:16 pm
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Anyone gonna be in Sydney over the next week? Come on, someone out there must be! One of my pieces was selected to the Sydney Short & Sweet festival (woohoo), but I cannot go to see it (booooo) - you know, what with the £1000, 12hr flight and everything to watch ten minutes worth of my writing. If I was a millionaire with nothing to do but twiddle my thumbs, I'd be there. But then again if I was a millionaire with nothing to do but twiddle my thumbs I would by now have probably bought myself a massive theatre hosting nothing but my own writing - ahhh, a girl can dream.
Anyway, if anyone reading this IS by some random chance in Sydney - give me an email and I'll give you details of when and where it's on so you can go watch my play and vote for it. Being UK based I feel somewhat at a disadvantage when it comes to the People's Choice award for this thing - everyone else has friends and family to vote after all. Mind you, not that this helped when 'Keeping Annabelle' was performed for Short Shorts at Soho Theatre, and Goulden Moments voted for another piece (out of sympathy, I might add) and I missed winning by one vote. Yes, one vote. Damn human empathy.
Thankfully, human empathy has seemed lacking in regards to the Jade Goody creature. Or perhaps it exists in excess for her playground bully-toy, Shilpa. No amount of snivelling and grovelling seems to be doing her much good. Personally I think the media backlash to the Goody one has been long overdue and she's pushed her luck with one reality show too many. There's a nice circular theme to it though - with the same show that started her destroying her. It's almost poetic (if you could ever consider Big Brother art - which you can't). Everyone already knew she was a nasty little thing, but somehow how her idiocy endeared her to people (stupid people, obviously, but where there are stupid people there are tabloids to give them what they want). There's nothing endearing left now, and I think most people rightly see that the tears are self pitying rather than any actual empathy on her part to what she put the girl through. A nice person would have seen the fall out from her behaviour immediately and tried to make amends before they got a heads up that people might not like it. But enough on that one - hopefully once she's had her few tabloid spreads blubbing and begging forgiveness that'll be the last we hear from her. Somehow doubt it though.
In more sombre (and important) news, I must attend a funeral on Tuesday - my cousin Richard unfortunately died the other week which came a bit out of nowhere - he'd been ill, but there certainly didn't seem any immediate death in sight. So it's all a bit sad and surreal as these things usually are. I hadn't seen him for quite a long time, though I spoke to him last year. He was definitely one of a kind and I know he'll be sorely missed. I don't think it's quite sunk in yet.
6:29 pm
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
New Year, new start and all that malarkey. Christmas has swept by as it always does and now I’m back in an office praying to be wrapped back up in a duvet watching crap TV and eating Quality Street.
Christmas was lovely as per usual up north with the family and the crazy grannies – gifts included a very useful TomTom from the folks (now I get to scream at Cheesm for its crap directions rather than his), a purty necklace from Fat Ass (along with other lovelies), and a rather delectable pair of ear muffs from the Cheesm (which I look so cool in). Me and the Cheesy one also purchased (for eachother and from Xmas money) a swanky DVD player which lets us play multi region and computer files – downloading joy. It also has a very clever hard drive which is brilliant for recording. We’ve finally been dragged into the modern age – though the video player hasn’t been thrown out quite yet.
Finally managed to see Wicked – twice! And it was equally awesome both times. First time I queued in the morning for frickin two hours and got front row seats – definitely worth the wait, although I have to now live with the fact that I AM one of the losers who queues outside theatres in a morning. Second time was a chance ticket purchase as me and Bron went to try and obtain Idina Menzel’s autograph and bought some tickets from a tout, which were reasonably cheap and actually really good. All the more special to finally see it with Bron too – we’ve been collectively obsessing about this show for 2 years now.
As for New Year’s Resolutions, I resolve not to make any. Yet. After some thought I have realised that January has to be the worst possible time of the year to try and hold down any kind of resolution. It’s cold, wet and dark – you’re broke and fat and on some kind of sugar comedown and thus rather depressed. It is not a time to be denying yourself goodies, or motivating yourself into new activities – it is a hibernating month. Therefore I have decided my New Year resolutions shall take place on my birthday which is in March – beginning in Spring. A time for new starts. Of course the imminent depression at turning 27 may well counteract all that, but I figure it’s worth a shot.
Had a splendid New Year’s Eve ice skating at Hampton Court. Me and the Cheesm got to celebrate our 6 year anniversary with him falling on his arse – we I found rather sweetly appropriate. Those of you who know the Cheesm know him to be rather smugly good at everything. Take him ice-skating and watch him spinning in uncontrollable circle and you’ll feel better. Unless you’re as bad at it as him, in which case I’d recommend another route to smugness.
Right, back to work with me.
Happy New Year!
9:10 am
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