The World Is A Stage Down Wexico Way.

First of all, for all the writers who took part in the Imagine, Write, Inspire Flash Fiction competition, the judges are still working hard on choosing a winner, so the results will be early next week.

I’ll keep you all posted I promise.

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As I was running out the door this morning to the hairdressers, I saw my 3 year old standing in front of our hall mirror, practising making faces. I was in stitches at her as she talked to herself ‘happy face’ ‘now sad face’. I’m really not sure where she gets her theatrical side from! 😉

And speaking of the theatre (see the way I did that? lol) today is the big day day for myself and all the gang from New Line Theatre. Hons and Rissoles Showcase Day – 4 plays all about Wexford to be staged in the Wexford Arts Centre. If you are from Wexford both Hons and Rissoles need no explanation, but for non Wexfordians, Hon is a pet name used by Wexford Town Folk a lot as a term of affection.
And Rissoles are a Wexford deep fried delicacy found in all chip shops down Wexico Way.
Clear as mud now, right?

I was lucky enough to attend the dress rehearsal last night and I was so impressed with the obvious hard work and attention to detail the director Alison Martin and the team have put into each play.
Some seriously talented people both on and off the stage and I’m proud to play my part.

If I’m honest I am very excited to see A Dunganstown Romance brought to life and watch the audiences reactions to what I’ve written. It is kind of surreal to hear and see my words but it’s also kind of wonderful even if its making my tummy go flip! I wonder will people laugh at the moments I want them to laugh at? Will they get a lump in their throats at a certain point in the play that always makes me emotional?
I hope so. But more than anything I hope that they enjoy their afternoon or evening as the case maybe and leave the theatre smiling.

And lastly I’m gonna get a tad sentimental and share with you all that I wrote A Dunganstown Romance for my Nanny, Maggie O’Grady (nee O’Connor). I named one of the characters Maggie in honour of her. I loved her very much as did all our family. A special lady.

Even though you are not with us anymore Nanny, I dedicate today to you and maybe, who knows, you and JFK are having a brandy together and watching the fun unfold on stage. I’ll raise a glass of brandy to you later tonight in the Thomas Moore Tavern.

And so I’m going to sign off for now and leave the final words with the subject of my play, Mr John F Kennedy. I just hope and pray that today is not a day for any of us to fail miserably 😉
Carmel x

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