Actually my Latest Work is now all in the pipe line, as they say. This means that plays have been sent off to various competitions and I’m now waiting in the queue with many hundreds if not thousands of other playwrights for the committee to give their opinions. This seems to be happening all the year round and the best way to deal with it is to get on with a new piece and forget the others. Actually I’ve forgotten how many pieces are out there in the web ether.
That’s because it is so easy to send off a play through the internet by pressing the Send button. So whether it’s off to Australia or London or Timbuktu, it’s gone in a flash without a second thought, which probably isn’t the way to think of it.
It is more significant, if you have to send it by snail mail. There’s the whole process
of getting an envelope; making sure that you tick all the boxes required by the organisers
and then actually having to go to the Post Office and deal with their self-
So Latest Work? It’s up there in my head or scribbled down somewhere on a piece of paper as an idea waiting for some spark to light the touch paper and away we go.