Virtual Viagra

WHERE the hell have I been these past few weeks?
Blogging is a major commitment if you want to be taken seriously, and there's no bigger crime in the blogosphere than failure to get it up, if you'll pardon the expression.
I guess I could make my excuses and reach for the virtual Viagra but - hey - the truth is actually more interesting.
The truth is I've been working my way through weeks of careful preparation for creating the pilot episode of my new hour-long TV drama serial. That and an interesting mixture of reviewing, roleplaying and redundancy.
Check the website - www.mrgdavies.com - for the reviews. Roleplays have ranged from the Foreign Office to Travis Perkins (you can't complain it's not varied). And redundancy is an ongoing tale of woe familiar to all freelances, who not only suffer the indignity of being regarded as second-class citizens, but also then have to fight for every last penny when they've outlived their usefulness... or at least their affordability. Every silver lining has a cloud, they don't say but they should.
Anyway, back to the main point. The script.
Having toiled for endless hours through various stages of development, from pitch and synopsis to treatment and scene-by-scene breakdown, the writer now faces the ultimate in painful pleasure: actually writing the damn thing.
And that's why I'm back blogging. Classic diversionary tactics. There's a script in there somewhere, Jim, I promise, and I'll have it to you before next Wednesday's deadline by hook or by crook.
Unless those three panto reviews, next week's roleplay, a weekend gig and washing my hair somehow conspire to get in the way.