Secondly, a play I wrote with some friends is opening tonight in Chester, Nova Scotia at the Playhouse and I'll get to see it. Malcolm Callaway and I wrote the libretto back in the nineties, while Dawn Harwood-Jones and Jim Henman wrote the music. It's called Death, the Musical - karaoke at the Afterlife Bar & Grill. We call it Death for short. We put it on at the Playhouse in 98 and then the following year it made it to the mainstage of the Neptune Theatre in Halifax. That was one of the highlights of my life for sure. So now, sixteen years later, it is back in Chester. I look forward to seeing it and will happily stand and take a bow when my friends and all shout out 'authors! authors!'
Thirdly, it is a meeting of the Insecure Writer/s Support Group once again. Hit it to find more of us!
I have to admit - I don't feel that insecure today. Last night I met with my insecure human's support group or The Babes as we like to call us. I'm in Nova Scotia for a short visit and meeting with them as often as possible has been my mandate. We had such a fabulous get together and one of the things we did is do a go around with these two questions - "What did you want to have accomplished by now and you think will not happen in this lifetime?" and "What seems like it might still be in your grasp?" That brought up conversation that was wonderful, searing, heart-breaking, funny, and all that one can hope for in good company with friends of thirty years or so. The next round we asked for everyone to look at their first answer and see if they could see how their desires had manifested in this life. Was it true that they hadn't attained what they thought or was there a way that they had? That was astounding from my point of view. My answers to both sets of questions had been about my creativity. I feel that having a book of mine published is within by grasp. And I'm good with my crazy life - I cannot be a Hilary Mantel or a Margaret Atwood - I don't have enough life left but I make a hell of a Jan Morrison! The answer to my first question was that I thought I'd be famous by now. Not like Madonna but that I'd have earned famousness. Shallow stupid but true answer. When I went deeper I realized I am famous with those that I want to be. Tonight I'll get to take my bow and be famous in Chester. Next week I'll walk down the road in Sheshatshiu and a gang of kids will yell out 'Jannie Bananie! Wait for us!' and I'll be famous there. I do love my life.