So… I’m still alive, for the record. Though the script snafu of early September certainly suggested otherwise… all I can do is offer my most profuse apologies. Any and all slacking this fall has been totally my fault. I’m spending my fall semester in England, and was unexpectedly without internet access for the first two weeks.
As for the story arc that wouldn’t end… I am absolutely thrilled to report that I just sent the final scripts to Bridget mere moments ago. There’s always the possibility of additions, as Bridget comes up with brilliant plot ideas that never crossed my mind… but I think it’s done. So the end is in sight!
Alan Bennett, one of my favorite playwrights, talks about the play you intended to write which is hidden, somewhere, within the play you actually end up writing. Dovecote isn’t a play, of course, but the principle applies… the story I set out to write was so very different from the beast this thing became… And there were definitely some growing pains along the way (like, um, the date of the battle changing halfway through… er…). But I think its heart remained intact, even as the details shifted wildly, including an entirely new ending thought up by Bridget right before we both left for school.
So, I want to apologize again for all the ball-dropping that happened on my end the past month or so. You guys are amazingly awesome and I feel terrible for having left you in suspense. And I promise that the next story arc will be very, very short…