I have a tea strainer instead of a brain /So...sometimes I forget things. I forget where I put my keys (daily, especially if I'm in a hurry), what my PIN number is, who I made plans with, why I made those plans, what time my audition is at (possibly because they only happen once every leap year), where I keep the cleaning products (that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it), whether or not I put my iPod in my purse, where my purse is, what my name is, whose cats these are, etc. etc.
And in this instance, I forgot that I had a blog. Seriously. I'm not even going to make one of my "Hey! Look at me! I'm back in Blogland! I'm gonna update every three hours for the rest of my life!" promises, because I wouldn't stick to it anyway.
Instead, I'm going to give you a brief update of my thrilling life, and say that my excuse for not updating is that I had a baby, got married, finished a series, wrote a whole bunch of new projects and renovated my house. OH. NO. WAIT. That was the OTHER Hewlett.
I have no excuse (except for the whole memory thing. See? I even forgot that I already had an excuse) but I do have updates. Okay...here goes...
The Swearing Jar (my newest play) happened in July and got extended for a week, which was very exciting. The cast, director, stage manager and everyone involved were incredible and I have become besties (to use a term they use a lot in Ugly Betty) with Janet Porter, the lead actress, whose talent blows my mind a little bit. She will be famous one day -- you heard it here first! In August, I did a lot of leisurely traveling (cottages and things) and saw one of the best plays I have ever seen:
If We Were Birds by Erin Shields. Inspiring and moving and funny as well. I myself have not been writing, because procrastination has once again become my main focus. It takes a lot of time to really, truly, thoroughly commit to being a Grand Procrastinator of the Highest Order, but I am slowly climbing the ladder. Or doing other things while the ladder just sits there.
I have stayed in my current apartment (in Toronto) for almost a full year, which may well be a record for me. The rent is going up more than it is legally allowed to, which fills me with rage and thus cake, but as a Grand Procrastinator of the Highest Order In Training, I'm not going to do anything about it. Ooh! Ooh! I just moved up a rung.
In November, I am going to Las Vegas for a girls' weekend (my first time EVER in Vegas) and at the end of the month, I am heading to Germany for a small convention in Bad Salzdenfurth. I am pleased to say that I will be selling my new EP at the convention! It will have five original songs on it, written and sung by me, and arranged and performed (instrumentally) by Chris Stanton, the most ridiculously multi-talented man alive. Seriously. I'm not even using hyperbole. I may try to sell the Cds online in the new year if all goes well at the con!
In December, I will begin rehearsals for a brand new version of
Humans Anonymous. It will be a one-act, 75-minute draft and the cast will include: Michelle Giroux, Philip Graeme, me, Gregory Prest and Mayko Nguyen. I'm so freakin' excited! The play itself will happen at the
Next Stage Festival here in Toronto from January 7-17 at the Factory Theatre Mainspace. Andrew Hachey will be directing. Right after that Festival, I will begin shooting
She Said Lenny, a short film that I wrote (loosely based on Humans Anonymous), which will also be starring Michelle Giroux and myself, directed by Michael Schultz and produced by Paul Lenart. We won funding from BravoFact, so it's actually going to happen! Wheeeeee!
Well...that's it for me. Hope all is well with you if you are reading this. Wait. That came out wrong. I hope that all is well with you if you
aren't reading this, too. It's just that you wouldn't know that I hoped that you...oh forget it. Happy Wednesday/Thursday!
k.
p.s. The photos are just random shots from the last few months: me in a flower shop in Montreal, my sister's tree-climbing twins, a cat in a sink, a cat in a box, another cat in the same box.
