I just finished my play. 102 pages. 3 acts. 28 days of writing. More of the holy who are really not holy at all. Women who go from pious to pole-dancing. Rabbis who go from gefilte fish to filming porn. People who realize that they are living a lie and try to change that reality. I have a character who looks like Hitler, but is really just a nice guy. And nice guys who are really not very nice at all. It's only just a first draft at this point but several people have already requested a read. I already have ideas of what needs major revision and what doesn't and where I'd like to go from here. Have I mentioned that I don't yet have a title? I'm mentally exhausted but it feels great.
In other realms, I'm trying to use social media for (good and not evil) a bit of self-promotion. So, please feel free to tweet any of my links or whatever. Do it in the name of all that is good and not evil. No, wait. Do it because it feels good. No, that's not it either. Help make me famous. You know, because it feels good and right. And because I'd make a good famous person because well, I'm funny. And I give good interview. And now I'm just babbling with exhaustion.