Snow

Finally got some white stuff, not much, only an inch or so, but enough to close down schools here on the westside where it's "worse."

I'm caught up with my advanced students and now have the day to myself. Practice music, write (the screenplay).

With posthumous play number one done, an idea for number two popped into my head and I scribbled notes for it. Have a good theatrical structure for it. A good play idea must be a play, that is, there is something inherent in the telling of it that demands the stage and the special intimacy of live theater.

After those weeks of "silence," my creative juices have erupted like Old Faithful.