The Creative Juices

Ah yes, the creative juices are flowing!

So, I'm working on a theater piece that focuses on the lives of Queer Women of Color (qwoc). That's pretty generic, I know, but that's the beauty of this idea and journey because it can take me ANYWHERE! We are so multi-dimensional....I'd like people to see that we cannot be put into a simple little box unless its one of our choosing. ;-)

The juices, oh the juices. I was sharing with a buddhist friend this morning and telling her some of what has inspired me to get back into theater and specifically writing. Last year, I had the opportunity to take a trip to New York for the OUT Music Awards with Misstress Ent. and it was incredible! The venue they used was Webster Hall which was beautiful (most of it). Ok, well there were many rooms that when you first looked at it you might think "this old ass, drafty, run-down hall" but you've gotta look past the top layer and realize what lies beneath. You could tell there was this long history buried there and as soon as I walked into the main hall I immediately began thinking of staging for the type of show I want to do. I could imagine a murder mystery dinner theater, a cabaret, the Vagina Monologues....the list goes on & on, the ideas keep expanding. But that's in New York which I am not. But it got some of my creative juices flowing and yearning to actualize my ideas.

Back in the Bay I am looking for groups/organizations/companies that are possibly doing what I'm envisioning but I don't see or hear of any. Here's my opportunity....but I'm frightened that I don't have enough resources, enough money, enough support, enough material, enough time, enough motivation, etc etc etc. As soon as I was excited and driven to do it, I stopped my project at the thought of failing before I even tried. I put the idea out there to some folks and everyone was excited. I immediately had support from some people at the theater I work for, film makers in the community, other theater buffs and the qwoc community ....so what the hell has stopped me. My own self-doubt. *sigh*

but I'm back.....with the creative juices flowing. !!!!

(Below: Webster Hall)