The next post in this occasional series about the process of creating a new musical was to have been a light-hearted little affair. It was intended to explore the unlimited variety of senseless and trivial distractions available to any creative artist to throw them off the tenuous tightrope of actually doing the bloody work.
In fact, what happened to delay that post was anything but trivial. My writing partner, composer Michael Blore, suffered the horrendous personal tragedy of losing his husband, theatre director John Smith. It was sudden, completely unexpected and devastating.
With typical dedication and dignity, Michael remains committed to our musical adaptation of Tess of the d'Urbervilles. You'll forgive us, I'm sure, if we take a little time to reacquire our balance on the tightrope.
Tess will return. Watch this space.