<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590</id><updated>2011-08-29T06:43:24.098-07:00</updated><category term='Wellington'/><category term='Ed Balls'/><category term='Fringe'/><category term='South Island'/><category term='Gerrard'/><category term='The Fixed Lands novel'/><category term='Alissa Juvan'/><category term='seal'/><category term='Rachel Vernelle'/><category term='Richard Dipple'/><category term='sheep&apos;s bottom'/><category term='Bette Lynch&apos;s toilets'/><category term='Hamlet.'/><category term='Matt Harvey'/><category term='Daeg'/><category term='&apos;Me'/><category term='volcanis ash'/><category term='Sal Fulcher'/><category term='Lifelong Learning'/><category term='Mumbai'/><category term='West Yorkshire Playhouse'/><category term='Haworth'/><category term='jet-lag'/><category term='Szilvi Naray-Davey'/><category term='Censorship'/><category term='Royal Albatross'/><category term='Maori playwright'/><category term='Captain Cook'/><category term='twins and relativity'/><category term='About Chocolate'/><category term='Coleridge'/><category term='albatrosses'/><category term='Script Yorkshire'/><category term='The Black Prince'/><category term='Surgeons Hall'/><category term='Society of Authors'/><category term='Eddie Butler'/><category term='SU'/><category term='Asadour Guzelian'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Orla O&apos;Loughlin'/><category term='Authors North'/><category term='Radio 4 Saturday Live'/><category term='Bramley'/><category term='Arundel Festival'/><category term='Doublecross'/><category term='World Cup'/><category term='Eastenders'/><category term='Edinburgh Fringe Preview'/><category term='Lower Wortley'/><category term='Michael Yates'/><category term='Time.  &apos;True Blood&apos;.  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The moral maybe comfort-eating can kill, in more ways than one. (And this time it's definitely not about chocolate.) Am planning to do a short monologue at the Hull BUDS in new year, so the demon may get excorsized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird how the snow comes and us being so rubbish at keeping mobile through it, we're suddenly plunged into this very interesting and rare world of hush outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-5515951104350332307?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/5515951104350332307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-kept-us-warm-wasteland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/5515951104350332307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/5515951104350332307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-kept-us-warm-wasteland.html' title='&apos;Winter kept us warm&apos;, Wasteland'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-7987796960641993356</id><published>2010-11-12T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T03:16:30.542-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time.  &apos;True Blood&apos;.  Carriageworks. SY.  Writer&apos;s block.'/><title type='text'>Writer blocked, but ramming through.</title><content type='html'>Haven't had time to write lately and at risk of sounding like a scouser, 'it's doing my 'ead in'.  So this morning just sat down and wrote a short drama piece straight off.  Feel so much better.  Now am watching 'True Blood' recorded from last night (while have stomach for it) and typing the piece up for what it's worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Carriageworks Theatre in Leeds last night for its 5th birthday bash along with Mick in our ActONE capacity, having put on studio shows there each of the last 3 years.  Met the general manager, a very charming Scot, and he seemed impressed with what we'd done, good publicity and feedback we'd received etc.  Also talked about the recent SY event with Alan Bennet, which they seemed very proud to have hosted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have had to step down as SY branch co-ordinator, due to pressure of legal work and desparate need to find time to write.  I suppose it's good that at least I want to and feel creative - no shortage of ideas for new stuff.  I know from past experience that real writer's block is when you can't write, whether you have time or not, and that it horrible.  I used to think it didn't exist and was used as an excuse to be lazy but when it hit me, I found out it was real enough.  Wouldn't wish it on anyone - except maybe the odd TV writer when you see some of the rubbish churned out (but then the finished product was probably not very like their original script).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-7987796960641993356?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/7987796960641993356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/11/writer-blocked-but-ramming-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7987796960641993356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7987796960641993356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/11/writer-blocked-but-ramming-through.html' title='Writer blocked, but ramming through.'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-3992358279276353232</id><published>2010-09-19T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T10:51:41.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doublecross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Otley Courthouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rachel Vernelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hayley Briggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asadour Guzelian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Dipple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colin Lewisohn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rampant rabbit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Yates'/><title type='text'>DOUBLECROSS</title><content type='html'>‎'Doublecross' has gone much better than dared hope this weekend in Leeds.  Both nights had good audiences, but last night the actors got into their stride and there was a lot of laughing and clapping - fortunately from the audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard work put in by the director, Colin Lewisohn, and the actors was clear.  .  Hard to select best bits, but some I was really pleased with were Richard Dipple's dapper journalist with his slow verbal seduction of dour legal eagle, played by Hayley Briggs (we all knew he'd get her and would keep pressing those buttons until he got the right ones.  And boy, has Richard come on as an actor lately, but then he tells me lately he's been working with someone who worked with Alec Guiness); Hayley's mix of vamp and little girl lost as Sam, the rather dubious 'nurse'; Rachelle Vernelle's touchingly desparate vulnerability as would-be mother, Kay, caught between older husband and the Byronic journo; and finally Asadour Guzelian's moving portrayal of unlikely hero, the local councillor, as he copes with both bemusement at a rampant rabbit and the tragic yet hopefully redemptive revelation at the end of the play.  For Michael Yates and I, it was great as writers to see our characters coming to life in this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're now into the final push for the performance at Otley Courthouse on Friday. Bit nervous as we've never done this venue before, but prepared to put it down to experience whatever.  Please come anyone who can - whether you up for something different drama-wise (or even if you just quite like the odd scantily-clad actress and a plot that involves handcuffs and gimp mask!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a dark comedy drama with a La Ronde structure, based on the premise that life - like drama - is based on lying.  There's always a subtext and the real question is whether trust just gets in the way of seeing it.  Otley Courthouse Fri 24th 7.30pm tel 01943 467466 www.otleycourthouse.org.uk tickets £9/7 conc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-3992358279276353232?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/3992358279276353232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/09/doublecross.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3992358279276353232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3992358279276353232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/09/doublecross.html' title='DOUBLECROSS'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-1977197455791393748</id><published>2010-09-12T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T15:41:30.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doublecross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bramley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Otley Courthouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leeds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carriageworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Censorship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Captain Cook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Script Yorkshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lower Wortley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alan Bennett'/><title type='text'>Alan Bennett</title><content type='html'>Alan Bennett came to address Script Yorkshire members at Carriageworks, Leeds on Friday (long story but I was sort of instrumental in this happening, and very glad it did).  He was fascinating.  A 75 yr old with a schoolboy sparkle in his eyes and still rosy cheeks.  He began by reading an extract from his writing about his childhood in Lower Wortley, prose with poetic elements in it, which is saying something based on Lower Wortley. (Don't mean it.  I'm from Bramley so how can I talk, and besides my Auntie Connie was a lollipop lady on the junction where he used to live.)  The passage evoked back-to-back life of 50s pre slum-clearance West Leeds, but not all the bad bits by any means.  But the passage dwelt much on the significance of names, showing that writer's fascination with words and what things/people are called - or more importantly chosen to be called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main part of the evening was question and answer, ranging wide over topics of interest to writers.  I learnt a lot.  AB's observations included such as that in some ways censorship had helped 'intensify' drama and its demise meant that 'your armoury decreased'.  This seems to touch on the debate that crops up so often now about the usefulness of constraints.  (Maybe Aristotle's 4 unities should be revived and we should go back to pre-Lady Chatterley prissiness.)  AB explained why art is not a craft, in that in working a craft, you know each time you can produce an item to standard or in a certain form, whereas with art you never know it if will work or get anywhere.  (Story of my life, though I suppose that's what makes art exciting as well as such a bitch - you never really know how it will come out.)  So many bon mots and tips, perhaps summed up with AB's warning to 'protect your own endeavour'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, wasn't that Captain Cook's ship, 'The Endeavour'?  Another worthy Yorkshireman, who had quite a journey (though not from Lower Wortley).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week sees me tied up and doublecrossed, as in 'Doublecross', latest ActONE production, co-written with Michael Yates, dark comedy drama with the premise that life - like drama - is based on lying.  There's always a subtext; the question is whether trust only serves to get in the way of seeing it.  On at Carriageworks this Fri/Sat, then at Otley Courthouse the following Fri.  Bit nervous about this one, as it's different, but at least we're trying 'different'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-1977197455791393748?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/1977197455791393748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/09/alan-bennett.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1977197455791393748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1977197455791393748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/09/alan-bennett.html' title='Alan Bennett'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-892644549004316223</id><published>2010-08-16T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T11:34:38.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Irene Lofthouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surgeons Hall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edinburgh Fringe Week 2'/><title type='text'>'About Chocolate', Edinburgh Fringe, Surgeons' Hall</title><content type='html'>First show tonight went well, with decent-sized, very appreciative audience and we suspect at least one reviewer.  Irene was marvellous and her acting had them spellbound.  I got choked up at one point, and I know the story inside out (having written it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edinburgh's buzzing.  Way too many shows these days.  You don't know where to start.  When I came for the first time 5 years ago with a show at Pleasance Courtyard, it all seemed very different.  Pleasance seems dominated by childrens' shows and stand-up this year.  The Free Fringe (which concept I totally agree with) is having an effect, but that also tends to focus on stand-up.  (Would be happy to do drama in it, but they have a limited amount of venues for plays and tend to insist on the full 3 week run - not that easy for non-students, with bills to pay and a need to keep earning a living.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Surgeons' Hall venue is in its second year and has a great atmosphere.  The venue itself is in a modern building, with 4 theatre spaces.  Ours is theatre 3, capacity 40, but a super little space for an intimate play like 'About Chocolate'.  Our two tech guys, Peter Meese and Paul Beswick, who've come with us, have also found it fine to work in and both have done an excellent job.  Charles Pamment, who runs 'thespaceuk' venues, is good to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgeons' Hall adjoins the Royal College of Surgeons on Nicholson Street.  Its courtyard is therefore flanked by some interesting, historic buildings - including one where the original bodysnatchers stashed away and disected their snatched bodies!  This doesn't seem to have put people off their beer though and the courtyard is one of the best spots to chill out, with bar and cooked food available -without the crush and long queues to be served of the Pleasance Courtyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's hoping they'll all come and get the chocolate!  5 more nights to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-892644549004316223?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/892644549004316223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/08/about-chocolate-edinburgh-fringe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/892644549004316223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/892644549004316223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/08/about-chocolate-edinburgh-fringe.html' title='&apos;About Chocolate&apos;, Edinburgh Fringe, Surgeons&apos; Hall'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-8366409861443412940</id><published>2010-07-26T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T01:08:26.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Black Prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alissa Juvan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BUDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colin Lewisohn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eddie Butler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warwick St John'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Script Yorkshire'/><title type='text'>BUDS</title><content type='html'>Attended the Script Yorkshire second BUDS in Bradford on Sat, which had learnt from mistakes of the first in Leeds before Christmas and went much smoother.  It was particularly useful to be able to give and get feedback there and then.  The stricter timing and frequent breaks helped a lot, and we didn't have any early exodus (last time, the pieces which over-ran seem to have had the effect of making most of the audience run too).  Most of all, it was fun.  (When it stops being that, I shall stop writing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colin Lewisohn directed an excerpt from my work-in-progress play 'The Black Prince', with Eddie Butler in the title role, Warwick St John as Hugh, my limp lettuce lawyer would-be hero, and Alissa Juvan as the femme fatale of the piece (with Colin as her pimp).  It went great and I'm working on it further, with some research to do to help the development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUDS brought forth a lot ov variety, from my own favourite talking statue to goon a type radio play, Scarborough vikings and a Vicky Pollard stylee Virgin Mary.   &lt;br /&gt;The discussions/feedback were helpful too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-8366409861443412940?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/8366409861443412940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/07/buds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/8366409861443412940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/8366409861443412940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/07/buds.html' title='BUDS'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-2865095229055001206</id><published>2010-07-20T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T13:12:18.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clare Sambrook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Authors North'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society of Authors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Murray'/><title type='text'>Rain, Rain, don't go away</title><content type='html'>Went to a rainy but inspiring Authors North, Soc of Authors get-together today in Carlisle.  Speakers were John Murray (former editor of the sadly deceased but excellent 'Panurge' and a writer/editor committed only to what is best, not best known or most saleable) and the talented and intriguing writer, Clare Sambrook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we had another 'Panurge'...!  (Though I do have several other urges.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-2865095229055001206?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/2865095229055001206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/07/rain-rain-dont-go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2865095229055001206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2865095229055001206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/07/rain-rain-dont-go-away.html' title='Rain, Rain, don&apos;t go away'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-7815739548116664336</id><published>2010-07-11T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T14:28:43.208-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bronte Parsonage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haworth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Cup'/><title type='text'>Haworth, Yorkshire</title><content type='html'>Took New Zealand playwright friend, who is over staying with me, up to Haworth today, as she'd never been to the Bronte Parsonage. It was fairly quiet there (impending world cup factor?), so its charm came through - even down to being served by a dead-ringer for Mrs Overall/Julie Walter's 'Two Soups' rolled into one, in a cafe (just never ask that waitress for a latte, is all I can say).  Heading off to the Dales afterwards, I realised how good it is to be based in Yorkshire, where there's no shortage of inspiration around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it seems I've won the World Cup sweepstake at work.  Better than a kick in the teeth, I suppose (or should it be a kick in a lower zone, judging by some of the fouls around).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-7815739548116664336?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/7815739548116664336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/07/haworth-yorkshire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7815739548116664336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7815739548116664336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/07/haworth-yorkshire.html' title='Haworth, Yorkshire'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-6230830766427328401</id><published>2010-06-29T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T06:56:32.088-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Black Prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doublecross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sal Fulcher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Red Telephone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Fixed Lands novel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edinburgh Fringe Week 2'/><title type='text'>You win some...</title><content type='html'>... Enjoyed working with actors to pitch 'The Black Prince' idea/play for LightNight at Stage@Leeds last Fri, but the prize went to a performance art piece.  I still believe in my idea/play though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fantasy novel 'The Fixed Lands' was yet again the bridesmaid, being highly commended in the Red Telephone Publishers' competition, and the critique came through.  Very useful and heartening that they found a lot right with it, but felt the things that were wrong would be 'fixable' - ironic as the novel in a way concludes there is no 'fixity'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All busy with 'About Chocolate' for Edinburgh and other projects.  We've lost a very good actress, Sal Fulcher, for 'Doublecross' as she's got a film part and been swept off her feet and to France.  However, interest from others has already been good, so hopefully we'll get someone else suitable to play our 'closet call-girl'.  (If anyone out there feels like donning black stockings and pink marigolds, get in touch with ActONE's director.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-6230830766427328401?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/6230830766427328401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-win-some.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/6230830766427328401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/6230830766427328401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-win-some.html' title='You win some...'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-1078133628465953843</id><published>2010-06-19T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T04:34:06.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grassington Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gerrard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edinburgh Fringe Week 2'/><title type='text'>Grassington Festival</title><content type='html'>Our Edinburgh preview was on at Grassington Festival last night and proved a great, useful pre-Fringe opportunity. And we did a damn sight better than Mr Gerrard and his team!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Irene was superb and we're all systems go for August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;('About Chocolate' 16-21 Aug, 4-5pm, Venue 53, The Space @ Surgeons Hall &lt;br /&gt;Royal College of Surgeons, Nicholson St boxoffice.surgeons@thespaceuk.com £7/£5 www.thespaceuk.com http://sweetdreamsproductions.weebly.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-1078133628465953843?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/1078133628465953843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/06/grassington-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1078133628465953843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1078133628465953843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/06/grassington-festival.html' title='Grassington Festival'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-1552074107413108869</id><published>2010-06-14T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T01:24:44.255-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edinburgh Fringe Preview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malteser Falcon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grassington Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='as a Penguin&apos; Tom Wells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WYP'/><title type='text'>In the pursuit of eternal optimism (25th Grassington Octagon plus WYP workshop with Penguin writer and director)</title><content type='html'>On Sat, I attended one of the best drama-writing workshops I've been to, at West Yorkshire Playhouse, given by Tom Wells writer of 'Me, as a Penguin' and his director Chris Hill.  Both very young, very talented and very enthusiastic/supportive.  Workshops etc can too easily get clogged up by ego - either that of those leading them or of those attending.  This had a great 'we're only here to learn' atmosphere.  It was invaluable to be able to put questions to both a writer and director of new writing at the same time on such as presentation, voice, interpretation.  It only lasted 2 hours, but I learnt a lot and we also did some useful writing exercises, 'cast' amongst us and read aloud, with feedback given.  So good on yer lads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the pursuit of eternal optimism, our preview for Edinburgh takes place in Grassington Fringe Festival at Grassington Octagon, Fri pm 18th June 10.30pm £5 (still under the earlier title of ‘Maltesa Falcon’ but is newly-developed version).  www.grassington-festival.org.uk/fringe.cfm         &lt;br /&gt;Yes, turned out not such good choice of date and Mr Gerrard shall have to excuse us for stealing his viewers!&lt;br /&gt;We're hoping the anti-football lobby will forsake 'girls having their nails done instead' events and come and see us.  Another good show on before us, so a more cerebral night out is to be had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-1552074107413108869?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/1552074107413108869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-pursuit-of-eternal-optimism-25th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1552074107413108869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1552074107413108869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/06/in-pursuit-of-eternal-optimism-25th.html' title='In the pursuit of eternal optimism (25th Grassington Octagon plus WYP workshop with Penguin writer and director)'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-7765826916140760492</id><published>2010-05-26T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T07:59:58.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simon Brett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fit-Piece'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jet-lag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twins and relativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Brennan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Script Yorkshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Einstein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arundel Festival'/><title type='text'>Time zones/Arundel Festival</title><content type='html'>Jet-lag wasn't good.  Worse coming back here, maybe as lose time and literally go backwards.  Not sure what Einstein would have made of it, but I did think about his twins theory.  However, I think the astronaut one would get so 'space-lagged', dehydrated and fed up with in-flight date movies, that his 70 yr old twin on the ground would look younger - 'relatively' of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manic at work etc.  Not much time to write, but did manage to get to the launch of Arundel Festival last Friday (baking hot English weather - where did that come from?).  Bill Brennan is the dynamo behind the drama initiatives there (which seem to range from plays on the river to inside the castle).  This year there doing a 'Theatre Trail' third week in Aug (24th onwards? which is the week after our Edinburgh show).  My short play 'Fit Piece' will feature, with 8 performances, along with several other dramas, including one by Simon Brett, a very entertaining excerpt of which we treated to at the launch (albeit apparently not written yet!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd met Simon briefly at my inaugural 'sherry reception' on joining the Society of Authors a while back and it was nice to meet him again (especially as he liked my script, having been part of the selection process). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Script Yorkshire meeting in Leeds tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-7765826916140760492?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/7765826916140760492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-zonesarundel-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7765826916140760492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7765826916140760492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-zonesarundel-festival.html' title='Time zones/Arundel Festival'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-3467360536544190999</id><published>2010-05-16T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T07:28:35.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drip Action Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='volcanis ash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Sussex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugh Grant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arundel Festival'/><title type='text'>Int- eruptions</title><content type='html'>They say every cloud has a silver lining, but what about volcanic ash clouds?  I wanted to get back on time, so could attend lunch being given for writers selected by Drip Action Theatre for their performances in forthcoming Arundel, Festival in W Sussex.  In the immortal words of Hugh Grant, yea even when he was in '4 Weddings a Funeral' no less and not with the Partridge Family - 'bugger!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-3467360536544190999?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/3467360536544190999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/inter-eruptions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3467360536544190999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3467360536544190999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/inter-eruptions.html' title='Int- eruptions'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-3086107797401050228</id><published>2010-05-15T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:55:50.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alpacas'/><title type='text'>All good things must...</title><content type='html'>Last night here now.  Met some cool alpacas today (so I take back what I said about sheep).  Back to battling through the volacanic ash tomorrow.  Yee-a, as the Kiwis say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-3086107797401050228?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/3086107797401050228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-good-things-must.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3086107797401050228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3086107797401050228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-good-things-must.html' title='All good things must...'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-3584821286500487341</id><published>2010-05-15T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T17:22:56.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PS</title><content type='html'>On the wildlife cruise, the guide took me a bit aback by saying we'd see a lot of shags (pronounced shaegs, of course - can't get away from the dipthongs here).  Briefly I wondered if we were to take a detour into sheep farming territory, but was relieved when he added, 'You may know them as cormorants'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-3584821286500487341?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/3584821286500487341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/ps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3584821286500487341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3584821286500487341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/ps.html' title='PS'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-3657294929845746777</id><published>2010-05-14T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:29:05.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royal Albatross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black swans.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coleridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seal'/><title type='text'>Never work with animals</title><content type='html'>After the wildlife cruise, I now know why the Ancient Mariner shot the albatross.  Forget lit crit of Coleridge's metaphor for original sin, random acts etc.  It was simply so he could get a photo.  For such a large bird (we saw Royals which have 3m wing-span) that glides above boats from one side to the other, it's remarkably elusive when you try film it.  (Where's david Attenbrough when you need him?)Wonderful to see though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also saw a great brute of a seal basking, as only seals can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the black swans here, a whole flotilla of them just off shore, eating weed but fussy that it has a covering of seawater first (like us having salt on our food, I suppose).  They're first in when the tide's in and last out when it leaves.  (Just like the Germans, hey?)  Apparently, as they age they get whiter like us - only they don't panic and reach for the Grecian 2000.  I suppose no one can grow old more gracefully than a swan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-3657294929845746777?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/3657294929845746777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/never-work-with-animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3657294929845746777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3657294929845746777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/never-work-with-animals.html' title='Never work with animals'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-1440767045083747870</id><published>2010-05-10T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:39:12.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albatrosses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yorkshire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='North Island'/><title type='text'>The north-south divide</title><content type='html'>It's the opposite in New Zealand.  North Islanders like to look down on the south for its cold climate and as being less developed/sophisticated (though I have to say that the latter word is not one that springs to mind a lot anywhere in New Zealand, but that's part of its charm and strength).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my time on South Island, my view is that 'less developed' really means a whole lot of beautiful and varied landscape.  (maybe a bit like Yorkshire - though have to say there's an argument for 'Move over, Yorkshire.  This is really God's own country.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am off to see the albatrosses now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-1440767045083747870?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/1440767045083747870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/north-south-divide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1440767045083747870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1440767045083747870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/north-south-divide.html' title='The north-south divide'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-5765669252053481638</id><published>2010-05-10T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T01:35:47.104-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chai latte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep&apos;s bottom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G&apos;day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daeg'/><title type='text'>G'day</title><content type='html'>Bus drivers in Dunedin are a jolly lot.  They say 'G'day' to every boarding passengfer.  All that 'G'day-ing' makes you 'gid-dy' after a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No-one here understands a Yorkshire accent, with its flat vowels.  I've discovered that the trick is to say everything as if you were simultaneously saying the favourite Australasian word, 'daeg' (officially meaning the disgusting black bit that dangles from a sheep's bottom).  So with a hint of daeg, they get you.  Today, I stopped asking directions for the bus stop, and asked for the 'baes staep'.  (Gosh it's almost like being back in a Latin class.)  However the twang of 'daeg' works every time, and I got the directions I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also discovered chai latte today.  With cinnamon on top, it's heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-5765669252053481638?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/5765669252053481638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/gday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/5765669252053481638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/5765669252053481638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/gday.html' title='G&apos;day'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-2635703556023790562</id><published>2010-05-09T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T00:33:35.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maori'/><title type='text'>Faux pas</title><content type='html'>The house I'm staying at in Dunedin (that of my friend, NZ playwright, Denise Walsh) is full of fascinating items, trinkets, ornaments, souvenirs... Everywhere.  I've been reading up on Maori art recently.  At supper tonight, I commented on a straw, basket-weave type, vaguely spoon-shaped object hung on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;'That's a Maori symbol, isn't it?  The figure of eight that denotes the path of life.'&lt;br /&gt;Denise and her Maori husband looked at each other.  If this was in a play, there would be a (PAUSE), before Denise answered, 'Helen, that's a carpet-beater'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-2635703556023790562?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/2635703556023790562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/faux-pas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2635703556023790562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2635703556023790562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/faux-pas.html' title='Faux pas'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-6591576780453507249</id><published>2010-05-08T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:59:52.439-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dunedin harbour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bev Tosh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;back home&apos;'/><title type='text'>Coast to coast</title><content type='html'>Was taken on a drive round Dundedin's coast today - what a joy!  Fairly big harbour, loads of surf/surfers, plus stretches of solitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to add to my reference to the 'War Brides' art exhibition yesterday, the artist commissioned for this was Bev Tosh, herself the offspring of her Canadien mother's wartime marriage to a New Zealand serviceman.  The marriage lasted 10 years, then her mother took her back to Canada.  Her mother is one of the brides portrayed and you get the sense that the artist was looking for answers herself through completing the work.  I do hope she brings it to Britain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In New Zealand, they talk of 'back home' and it means us - the UK (a very divided united kingdom just now), but we're their 'home country', even into 3rd/4th generations, who've never been there.  Oddly, makes you feel sort of proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-6591576780453507249?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/6591576780453507249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/coast-to-coast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/6591576780453507249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/6591576780453507249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/coast-to-coast.html' title='Coast to coast'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-6470922010172858759</id><published>2010-05-08T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T02:55:49.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&apos;Wit&apos;'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albatrosses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seven Arts Centre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minghella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dunedin'/><title type='text'>Heading south</title><content type='html'>In Dunedin, South Island.  Probably furthest south have ever been in my life.  Hope to get a bit further down to see the albatross colony here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to an interesting rehearsal of the American play,'Wit', on my last night at Waikato on Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to see some theatre here too.  Back home, one of my short plays won a trophy at York Theatre Royal last week.  The York press described my piece as 'Minghella-esque', which I was very pleased about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a museum and art gallery today - both fascinating and, like most things here, not as stuffy as in UK.  The museum had a fascinating art exhibition in it (they do seem to mix art and history a lot here).  This was on 'War Brides' i.e. women who had married NZ soldiers and moved over here (several from Canada as well as UK).  Hope this gets to tour in UK, as think it would resonate there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-6470922010172858759?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/6470922010172858759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/heading-south.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/6470922010172858759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/6470922010172858759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/heading-south.html' title='Heading south'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-4428000402667141934</id><published>2010-05-05T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T02:16:00.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maori playwright'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contact Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SU'/><title type='text'>Meetings</title><content type='html'>Met some fascinating people today.  Started with a cab driver from Fiji (understandably homesick) director/theatre producer, Gaye Pool, who does some interesting work, Albert Belz, a Maori playwright (with some Polish ancestry, not Dutch as I had been told) who says his chief influence is probably graphic novels (and was jealous I'd briefly met Niel Gaimon) and an astute SU President (I think from Ghana) whom I'll kidnap for our next Prime Minister, as likely to do a better job than the current candidates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-4428000402667141934?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/4428000402667141934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/meetings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/4428000402667141934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/4428000402667141934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/meetings.html' title='Meetings'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-1740561232153447926</id><published>2010-05-04T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T00:21:45.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='North Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Zealand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ex-pats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr Johnson'/><title type='text'>More NZ</title><content type='html'>I keep thinking New Zealand is sort of England without the bad bits.  Only sometimes you could do with some of the bad bits.  Like trains and such like.  You tend to assume that you can get from one big black dot on a map to another.  I suppose in theory you can – but it might involve a bus that only runs on Wed afternoon in high season (oh, and you weren’t thinking of coming back again, were you?  What, in the same year?!).&lt;br /&gt;Am planning my visit to south island, not as easy as it seemed – but will be worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting ex-pats here, there seem to be two camps 1. never had a day's regret and pity us back in UK 2. Those to whom words like 'water' and 'back' keep creeping to mind.  I met a commercial contracts lawyer here who had worked in London, but moved to be with his partner.  I wasn't sure whether he was being ironic when he said he missed Britain.  I told him that when Dr Johnson had said 'He who is tired of London, is tired of life', he hadn't had to commute.  The answer came, 'Dr Johnson may not have had to commute, but no one ever said that about New Zealand'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I intend to be the first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-1740561232153447926?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/1740561232153447926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-nz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1740561232153447926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1740561232153447926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/more-nz.html' title='More NZ'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-7250449056158811053</id><published>2010-05-03T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T17:41:27.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='North Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Zealand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play-writing'/><title type='text'>Waikato</title><content type='html'>It's great here.  Love the University.  Hamilton has its charms.  Went on a river cruise, plus wondered round Hamilton Gardens and the museum.  Latter was very informative on the history, but felt pretty ashamed at what the Brits did in taking land from the Maoris.  They seem such an artistic race.  Have been hearing some music and seeing the art.  Hoping may meet a Maori playwright (Alber Bensz - he has some Dutch ancestry apparently) later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-7250449056158811053?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/7250449056158811053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/waikato.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7250449056158811053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7250449056158811053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/05/waikato.html' title='Waikato'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-2443492341779224951</id><published>2010-03-28T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T11:53:07.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play-writing course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Zealand'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edinburgh Fringe Week 2'/><title type='text'>The mystery of the missing blogs</title><content type='html'>Just busy, busy.  Finished my play-writing class, which I thoroughly enjoyed, with my students to present script in hand performances of their work tomorrow night at York Uni.&lt;br /&gt;'About Chocolate' is now registered for Edinburgh Fringe (presented by Sweet Dreams Productions, week 2, 16-21st Aug, 4-5pm, Theatre 3, Royal Surgeons Hall, The Space @ Surgeons Hall, off Nicholson Street,boxoffice.surgeons@thespaceuk.com tel 08455088515).  I've been working intensely with talented actress, Irene Lofthouse, and Ray Brown, theatre pratitioner and broadcaster, who will direct it.  Had to take some serious but constructive crit, and cut/change a lot.  It hangs together much better for it now. &lt;br /&gt;My visit to Waikato, New Zealand is fast approaching, so lots of prep.  Sadly my mother-in-law died recently, so there have been family matters to concentrate on.&lt;br /&gt;Last night we put the clocks forward and today it feels like spring at last!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-2443492341779224951?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/2443492341779224951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/03/mystery-of-missing-blogs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2443492341779224951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2443492341779224951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/03/mystery-of-missing-blogs.html' title='The mystery of the missing blogs'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-7879678841284048372</id><published>2010-01-29T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T23:59:12.320-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doublecross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastenders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tutoring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malteser Falcon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Derek the winkle-seller'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bette Lynch&apos;s toilets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pat Butcher&apos;s earrings'/><title type='text'>So much for NY resolutions</title><content type='html'>Well, my blog a lot in 2010 one didn't work.  However I always intended this blog for writerly matters in the main.  With the new year off to a slow, snow-bound start, and everyone chilled to the marrow, not a lot of writing activity going on.  Mea culpa!&lt;br /&gt;That said, I tutored the first of my play-writing classes at York Uni last week.  Really enjoyed it.  A great bunch of students (though some fourteen of them brings a time pressure in trying to hear everyone's contribution).  I came home exhausted.  &lt;br /&gt;Last week, went to an interesting Script Yorkshire talk by Christopher Reason, an Eastenders writer-veteran of the Pat Butcher earrings line fame.  (I think Pat's earrings were quite classy compared with Bette Lynch's toilets.  Now they were seriously common and vulgar bling.)&lt;br /&gt;Am desparately trying to finish a first draft of scenes for my collaborative play with Mick Yates, 'Doublecross'.&lt;br /&gt;Also have a poem to write for a competition deadline, but it's a very personal and painful one, so not easy.&lt;br /&gt;This morning, am off to West Yorkshire Playhouse to meet the actress, Irene Loftbouse, whom I'm working with on taking 'Malteser Falcon' to Edinburgh Fringe.  We're talking to a couple of potential directors who may be able to help develop it further (one being Ray Brown, who I think could be great, but Irene has to decide on who she feels can best 'stretch' her, plus the chemistry is so important between actor and director.  Being merely the writer, I'll be leaving them to it a lot - except when it comes to my own favourite equivalent of the Pat Butcher's earrings lines.  I've already had to persuade Irene we cannot cut out Derek the winkle-seller.  Huh, the very thought of it!  He's the nearest we get to a hero.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-7879678841284048372?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/7879678841284048372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-much-for-ny-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7879678841284048372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7879678841284048372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-much-for-ny-resolutions.html' title='So much for NY resolutions'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-7438400055978069491</id><published>2009-12-31T08:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T08:42:59.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='millenium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hamlet.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eastenders'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><title type='text'>End of an era?</title><content type='html'>End of a year and a decade.  Doesn't seem all that long since we were knee-deep in Millenium hype and very sick of the Robbie Williams song.  If we'd have known then ...  9/11, the fantasy WMD, war, global warming, the credit crunch, who killed Archie Mitchell (oh, sorry, we don't know that one yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, a lot of things I'd hoped for haven't happened, but some I never even dreamt of have.  I suppose Shakespeare should have the last word, as he summed it up in 'Hamlet' - 'There are more things in heaven and earth...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-7438400055978069491?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/7438400055978069491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-era.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7438400055978069491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7438400055978069491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/end-of-era.html' title='End of an era?'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-2778214342382621361</id><published>2009-12-28T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:14:45.547-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edinburgh Fringe Week 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>Here's to a happy one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was fine, but a bit too much a writing-free zone.  Having cleared through my clothes and tidied the bedroom over the weekend, I am now about to tackle the paper Versuvius commmonly referred to as 'my study', in hope of getting it into order and identifying what I should be getting on with first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think Edinburgh venue sorted for week 2 (16-21st Aug 2010, 4-5pm).  Just need an audience to turn up, so 'please come' may be my theme for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the immortal words of the annoying man in 'The Poseidon Adventure' who I think was thankfully drowned, 'Hap-py New Year!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-2778214342382621361?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/2778214342382621361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2778214342382621361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2778214342382621361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-3044707356786052226</id><published>2009-12-21T01:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:10:29.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Solstice</title><content type='html'>It's today - unless you're in the southern hemisphere, when it's summer solstice and lucky you.&lt;br /&gt;Not blogged recently due to sore throat-type bug, frantic busy with work etc, plus doing less writing-wise.  Re Fringe, near to sorting out venue and now looking for a good director to work with Irene and develop the play further.&lt;br /&gt;My play-writing course at York Uni from Mon 25th has enough students signed up now to run for definite, though still about 3 places left, if anyone knows of anyone interested (see earlier blog or my website for details).&lt;br /&gt;Snow here of course - quite a lot.  Here's dreaming of a white Christmas...&lt;br /&gt;and a happy one to anyone reading this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-3044707356786052226?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/3044707356786052226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-solstice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3044707356786052226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3044707356786052226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-solstice.html' title='Winter Solstice'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-3800305550813340786</id><published>2009-12-14T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T10:47:36.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fringe'/><title type='text'>Edinburgh Fringe 2010</title><content type='html'>Am hoping to take a show up, so looking into venues etc.  Having done this twice before, I know what hard work I'm letting myself in for - but lots of fun also.  Ah well, here goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-3800305550813340786?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/3800305550813340786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/edinburgh-fringe-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3800305550813340786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3800305550813340786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/edinburgh-fringe-2010.html' title='Edinburgh Fringe 2010'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-8741852695617382003</id><published>2009-12-13T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T12:34:36.359-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play-writing course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsed readings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ed Balls'/><title type='text'>Dashing through the snow?</title><content type='html'>Well, no snow yet but plenty of dashing.  Pre-Christmas hussle-bussle, and not much time for writing.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently several students have enrolled for my play-writing course so it will run.  Hope a few more join them as well.  Am looking forward to it, especially now it will be working towards rehearsed readings of work to come out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Went to a journalist-friend's party yesterday, where Ed Balls and Yvette Cooper put in brief appearances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-8741852695617382003?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/8741852695617382003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/dashing-through-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/8741852695617382003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/8741852695617382003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/dashing-through-snow.html' title='Dashing through the snow?'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-6011135884855572270</id><published>2009-12-06T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T03:52:12.675-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wardrobe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='West Yorkshire Playhouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Script Yorkshire'/><title type='text'>Script Yorkshire BUDS showcase, WYP</title><content type='html'>Went to this event yesterday afternoon.  Script Yorkshire is a dramatists' group I've been involved with for years (including in its earlier incarnation as Yorkshire Playwrights) and which is undergoing some change, having lost arts funding (sound familiar just now?).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each branch (Bradford, Hull, Leeds, Sheffield and York) showcased short pieces by their members.  Most were script-in-hand only but still very well acted and professionally presented.  The two actors in mine ('Adjournment'), Cecily Boys and Matt Harris, did me proud, as did director, Mark Smith (whom I know via York Theatre Royal and whom am hoping to work with again on taking 'Malteser Falcon' to Edinburgh next year, the talented Irene Lofthouse to reprise the role again).  However, thankfully 'Adjournment' is still work-in-progress writing-wise and I could see it needed more work.  It's to form a scene in 'Doublecross', which I'm writing with Mick Yates for another ActONE production in Leeds next autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two pieces from Hull branch were particularly good and the actors were books down, so it was a really enjoyable performance, with the comedy making us laugh whilst taking in serious points, especially Dave Windnass's 'Thanks for Coming', a skilfull skit on management-speak - very bottom line and blue sky, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we 'adjourned' to the Wardrobe and alcholic Narnia.  Three of us from York branch actually managed to fit a curry in over the road at 'Ahkbar's' (Kashmir restaurant), so could walk in a fairly straight line by the end of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-6011135884855572270?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/6011135884855572270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/script-yorkshire-buds-showcase-wyp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/6011135884855572270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/6011135884855572270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/script-yorkshire-buds-showcase-wyp.html' title='Script Yorkshire BUDS showcase, WYP'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-4897575465962420768</id><published>2009-12-04T04:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T04:53:34.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University of York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='course'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcuin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='York Settlement Players'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifelong Learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play-writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='script-in-hand performances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>'Writing and Creating Drama' course York Uni Jan '10</title><content type='html'>I said I'd put up details of this course I'm tutoring in the new year.  See below and please mention to anyone who might be interested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Writing and Creating Drama", University of York, Heslington, 6 Monday evenings from 25 Jan 2010 7-9pm (£36/concessions). To enrol, call the Centre for Lifelong Learning 01904 328473 or email Hannah Lyus on hjl502@york.ac.uk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The course will be held at Alcuin College on York University's main Heslington Campus and will teach how to put a play together, whilst having fun doing so.   It will cover structure and drama-writing techniques, exploring forms like monologue and duologue, with guidance given on completing a full-length play.  Focus will be on stage (looking at work by such as Alan Bennett and outlets like Edinburgh Fringe) but it will also reference radio and TV.   It is suitable for beginners or those wishing to consolidate existing experience.  To round off the course, it is hoped to arrange staged script-in-hand performances of work by those students who wish it, by actors from York Settlement Players before a live audience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-4897575465962420768?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/4897575465962420768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/writing-and-creating-drama-course-york.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/4897575465962420768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/4897575465962420768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/writing-and-creating-drama-course-york.html' title='&apos;Writing and Creating Drama&apos; course York Uni Jan &apos;10'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-1673667185351202226</id><published>2009-12-03T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T05:23:36.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matt Harvey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WriteOutLoud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seven Arts Centre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wicked Words'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guardian Desktop Poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Radio 4 Saturday Live'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry, Matt Harvey at 'Seven' last night</title><content type='html'>I've been a regular at 'Wicked Words' at Seven Arts Centre in Chapel Allerton, Leeds since it opened (and before even, when it was at 'The Police Station' - no, not literally - and before that at Host Media Centre, Chapeltown, and way back at 'Casbah')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Seven' has a welcoming and lively atmosphere,and 'Wicked Words' open mic has that rare quality of being more about encouragement than showing-off.  Last night I read two new poems, one inspired by Mumbai, the other 'A Bit of a Goose' seasonal fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guest poet was Radio 4's 'Saturday Live' Matt Harvey, also ex-Guardian Desktop Poetry columnist - billed as 'poet, columnist, enemy of all that’s difficult and upsetting'.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good also to meet Julian Jordan of 'WriteOutLoud' website fame (which is an excellent site much appreciated by poets who use it) and hear some of his poetry.  He also offered to publicise the play-writing course I'll  be tutoring at University of York in the new year - so good on yer, Julian.  (I'll blog on details of that later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all very cheering on a misty, rainy November night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-1673667185351202226?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/1673667185351202226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/poetry-matt-harvey-at-seven-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1673667185351202226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/1673667185351202226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/poetry-matt-harvey-at-seven-last-night.html' title='Poetry, Matt Harvey at &apos;Seven&apos; last night'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-3694536617870915582</id><published>2009-12-02T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:39:10.155-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8th IWPC'/><title type='text'>Correction to link</title><content type='html'>My report on 8th International Women Playwrights Conference held in Mumbai recently is on my website. Go to www.helenshay.originationinsite.com , Drama section 3rd para, reference to the conference, 'click', the report should load.&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry, the link I gave earlier had problems)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-3694536617870915582?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/3694536617870915582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/correction-to-link.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3694536617870915582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/3694536617870915582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/correction-to-link.html' title='Correction to link'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-2320019764367828928</id><published>2009-12-02T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:20:59.641-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IWPC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumbai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play-writing'/><title type='text'>Mumbai Playwrights' Conference</title><content type='html'>My report on attending 8th International Women Playwrights Conference in Mumbai in Nov is now on my website and can be read there if interested - &lt;br /&gt;http://www.helenshay.originationinsite.com/cgi-bin/download.cgi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-2320019764367828928?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/2320019764367828928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/mumbai-playwrights-conference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2320019764367828928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2320019764367828928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/mumbai-playwrights-conference.html' title='Mumbai Playwrights&apos; Conference'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-586755663179062514</id><published>2009-12-01T10:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T10:48:23.635-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wellington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Katherine Mansfield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Zealand'/><title type='text'>Antipodean Dreams</title><content type='html'>An opportunity has come up through work to apply for funding to go on a brief trip to New Zealand, so I'm having a go and asking everyone to keep fingers crossed for me.&lt;br /&gt;It's several years since I went there and made my pilgrimage to Katherine Mansfield's house in Wellington. It's even longer since I fell in love with her short stories and wrote my dissertation on her.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if that's why I'm not so keen on writing short stories - I could never reach that level.  She seemed to know not to try cram in too much (though in her own short life, she crammed in a great deal and lived most of it to the full).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-586755663179062514?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/586755663179062514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/antipodean-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/586755663179062514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/586755663179062514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/12/antipodean-dreams.html' title='Antipodean Dreams'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-8293429460901552292</id><published>2009-11-29T03:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T03:40:35.520-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manchester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contact Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orla O&apos;Loughlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JMK awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Szilvi Naray-Davey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mark Rosenblatt'/><title type='text'>Manchester Direction</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I crossed the Yorkshire border.  There was snow on the Pennines.  Except when it comes to cricket, I always consider myself a bit of an honary Mancunian, having been a student there.  There's a pride about Manchester, and why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was attending a directing workshop at Contact Theatre by Mark Rosenblatt and Orla O'Loughlin, both young JMK award talents, who've worked at good theatres.  I went along more to inform my writing, which it did.  It also made me realise how hard and unglamourous it can be to work as an actor or director.  We spent several hours in a black box studio theatre with no daylight.  I think I'd get SAD having to do that too often.  As Irene, whom I'm working with at the moment said, 'Welcome to the real world of acting'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met some interesting people, such as Szilvi Naray-Davey (who's in 'Fencing for Losers' at the Lowry 29th-31st Jan, if anyone's over that way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back and my lovely daughter was home (well, she was really out on the town most of the night, but popped by to eat).  Lots of rain today.  To be honest, I love rain, but it comes back to too much of a good thing, especially if you're in York a lot (always flooding) - or poor Cumbria just now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-8293429460901552292?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/8293429460901552292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/11/manchester-direction.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/8293429460901552292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/8293429460901552292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/11/manchester-direction.html' title='Manchester Direction'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-2725977720290630364</id><published>2009-11-27T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:45:04.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thurs 26th Nov</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a fairly good day - though busy. Had productive meeting with Students' Union (they didn't boo or pelt me with anything), plus went to the ALCS (Authors Licensing and Collecting Society) AGM, which for the first time in its 30 year life, met outside London. Did it get a culture shock? Well, it was in the Merchant Adventurers Hall, a medieval guildhall in York, very old, distinguished and atmospheric (if not all that adventurous).  We were treated to an inspiring address by Joanne Harris - she of the 'Chocolat' fame. &lt;br /&gt;Then I went to a college event, where a very interesting talk was given on Sidney Smith, the Georgian wit most famed for fantasising that heaven was eating pate de foix gras whilst trumpets played, or something along those lines. I think the trumpets could be hell though, and you can always have too much of a good thing.(Apologies for any typos/spelling errors - can't find any spell checker on this thing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-2725977720290630364?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/2725977720290630364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/11/thurs-26th-nov.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2725977720290630364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/2725977720290630364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/11/thurs-26th-nov.html' title='Thurs 26th Nov'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1885195758026278590.post-7615668778029861400</id><published>2009-11-27T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:15:19.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Onlined out</title><content type='html'>In the past 48hours, have joined Facebook, become a tweeter and now a blog.  Yes, all ages after the rest of the world and his/her dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1885195758026278590-7615668778029861400?l=helenshay.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/feeds/7615668778029861400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/11/onlined-out.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7615668778029861400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1885195758026278590/posts/default/7615668778029861400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://helenshay.blogspot.com/2009/11/onlined-out.html' title='Onlined out'/><author><name>Helen Shay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13011022913844839363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oL08BDxAYMk/SxBzqOdugjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hooy9jaBNqQ/S220/pic+in+Aug+09.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
