I’m a huge Harry Potter fan. Even though J.K. Rowling decided to steal my mountain, I still love Harry Potter. I love the theme parks, and yes I do love Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. Don’t worry, I’m not going to spoil anything, not only cause spoilers suck, but my husband hasn’t finished reading the play and I’d like to stay married.
I’ve heard a lot of complaints about the script. I think a huge amount of it has to do with people not being used to reading plays. I do shows for a living, so that’s really not an issue for me. And I agree, I miss the descriptions that are in the book, but it’s a play. It’s up to the people on stage and the people who create what’s on stage to make the details for us, so of course you’re not going to get that in a script. It’s just not how it’s done. Continue reading
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I’m trying to work on something new. I’ve written blogs, short stories, books, and lyrics. Even a book with lyrics. Now I’m trying to write a play.
Not like a deep and meaningful play that will change the way everyone sees the world and end all violence by opening night. A fun little kids’ show. About a princess… with a sword.
As an actor, I’ve performed in many, many kids show. And I love them. I really do. I fell in love with theater when I was three, so having the opportunity to introduce young kids to the beauty of live theater is amazing. My husband writes and orchestrates music and even has the ability (and experience) to make performance tracks.
So here we go! We’re going to write a show about a princess with a sword. And maybe a rapping bear. And a few confused henchman for good measure.
Wish me luck, merde, and break a leg. I’m starting on a new adventure!
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Have you ever had a moment and thought, This is where the story begins? Standing on the top of a mountain or on a cliff looking out over the sea. Or maybe just lying in bed warm and comfortable and knowing that, in its own simple way, that was a perfect moment.
Maybe it wasn’t a moment of peace or adventure. Maybe it was the moment when your mind realized that something truly horrible had happened. And it took time and pain, but then you knew that was where your story had to begin.
I think all writers have had those moments. Or at least I can’t think of a way a new story could form without them.
And maybe it wasn’t the amazing view down the side of the mountain coated in the shadows of the heavy clouds. Maybe it was just the crisp air that filled your lungs. And that sensation of breathing new life started a story.
I wish that there were a place in the book jacket, whether in front with the dedication or in back with the bio, where the author could have a brief paragraph of how the story started.
The thwaping of a flag as a storm rolled in. A dare from a friend. The mist hiding something in the field.
I want to know. Where did the story start? What was the spark of inspiration?
Have you had a moment that spawned a story? What was it? Inquiring minds want to know!