In from the Reading

I arrived at the rehearsal for my reading and was introduced to the actors.  They were all age and gender appropriate, which is quite a treat.  In our playwriting group when we have our plays read, the other playwrights read parts as required.  So frequently you have men reading for women or women reading for…

Out to the Reading

Old situations, New complications, Nothing portentous or polite; Tragedy tomorrow, Comedy tonight! A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum My play “Out to the Folks” is being read tonight at Theatre Aquarius at 9pm.  And I’m nervous.  Being on stage is less stressful to me than having someone else reciting lines I…

Change is in the air

Happy New Year! It’s the day after Labour Day and the start of new beginnings.  This time of year means more about new starts to me than January 1, even though it’s been almost thirty years since I went to school.  I suppose having kids that still go to school helps keep that feeling going……

Felicidades, Alexandra y Marchy

On Saturday (July 20, 2013), my brother Mark married his wife Alexandra in Niagara Falls.  I gave the toast welcoming Alexandra to our family.  Here it is for family and friends that weren’t able to be there: Felicidades, Alexandra y Marchy. Congratulations, Alexandra and Mark (or “Marchy”, as he’s known in Spanish). Before I go on, I…

Being 50

I remember thinking that I’d be 36 years old when the year 2000 came around and that age seemed so OLD!  And today, I’ve turned 50 and I still feel young.  If I close my eyes, in my heart of hearts, I feel 25 years old.  Of course, the mirror punctures that fantasy. When I…

Why is it so hard to write?

Writing.  The arcane art.  Just open a vein and write, as the saying goes.  It’s easy, isn’t it? I was chatting with a couple of my playwriting friends and we were complaining how hard it is to write.  If we think of ourselves as writers, why would the thing we do that classifies us as…

How Quickly Life Changes…

My previous blog entry was all about how great 2011 was.  A couple of hours after posting that blog, I found out my father had suffered a massive heart attack and got ready to go Montreal and visit him in the hospital.  Three days later, we were planning his funeral.  Here’s his obituary notice: GRUNER,…