Sorry for the neglect. I won't do it in future.
Hey!
This is the first "This is what I have been up to" blog I've done so I hope it works. If it doesn't, it probably won't even get published but I finally (FINALLY) feel as if I am able to write about myself from my own point of view after a bumpy month of not being able to write anything at all - bar a couple of lines that I quite liked.
Anyway, the reason for today's blog is because I have finished the first draft of a piece *insert triumphant trumpet music here*. It is the first time I have seriously written anything other than prose so it was a bit different but there are several characters that I am quite fond of. Now, I can't explain the characters until I explain the setting. It's like society crammed down into a tatty old circus. In my mind's eye, I see it as the "baby brother" to Stanley Kubrick's Clockwork orange (Minus the "ultraviolence", drugs and giant ceramic penises.)
It's a wonderful love story between a boy and his dreams. The main protagonist is the Stagehand, who is far below where he should be. The circus is full of washed-up old tarts and this boys has a glistening potential. There is a small main-cast. They are the Ringmaster, a character who speaks entirely in verse, Madame Velo (Vee-lo), a drag queen with a penchant for boys in uniform, the Tart, speaks for herself, and the Fortune Teller, a mysterious woman who is the estranged daughter of a billionaire.
So yeah, they're the characters. It feels like I know them and I hear their voices, so there must be something working with it.
Hopefully, it won't be shelved like my last few pieces *cough* Untitled... *cough*
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