A New Year

January 4th 2015

Dear Reader,

Happy New Year!

We had four old friends, two new friends and our two adult children join Robin and I for dinner on the 31st.  There were oysters and glowing balloons, two Arctic Char (sitting on the table not around it!) and a bottle of pink champagne for midnight.  Everyone, as the Victorians used to say, ‘animated their chair’ and we soared to the end of 2014 in the greatest of style.

Then, last night, Robin and I sat in front of the TV and watched pictures of Syrian refugees living in tents, or windowless cells, sitting on a flat, white desert. It was the mothers who spoke.  Mothers trying to deal with up to seven children with nothing.  “We have nothing”, one woman said, “This is not a life”.  And closer to home, we are told that Toronto has the largest child poverty rate in Canada.  Yikes.

It’s hard not to want to pull the blinds and write comedy.  My New Year’s resolution is to reduce screen time and increase face time.  As a start I am attending Larry Zaharcho’s Ukrainian New Year’s Party tonight and this month I am founding “Will’s Hockey Playwrights Circle (working title)”.  Ironically (or realistically) we are having the first meeting at Paupers Bar.  More on this as the year unfolds and writing on:

Frenchy’s the Thrift Musical” (with composer John Roby)

Reap the Whirlwind  Canada’s contribution to Bomber Command in WWII.

Double Trouble (with music from Marc Schubring) opening at Imagination Stage in June

Lysistrata and the Temple of Gaia

Fire and Ice with Richard Greenblatt

Love and work enough!

All the best,



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