Intermission
a creative coffee break from writing the play

Since Thursday, our home has been host to an expanding and contracting posse of un-laws, who came together to mark their patriarch’s 80th birthday. Such gatherings make actual putting pen to paper (dare I say it?) impossible. On the other hand, there is much material to garner for future use. Enforced time outs bring new thoughts, and perspectives which get weaved into the work.I learned about the Vietnam Memorial in Frankfort, which was designed to have the shadow fall on soldiers’ names at the anniversary of their death. I heard a disconcerting story about a fellow who could not drive by road kill. He was compelled to run over it. And while some people over indulge in food, I overindulge in observing and analyzing family dynamics. I am still recovering. Yet I also know the play will be richer because of these last few days. I will rest today, and look forward to picking the pen back up tomorrow