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A LIVE READING OF MY STAGE PLAY: REMOTE (Or, Gallyvant's Finale) _____ A Full-length Play (at memory's best, what once come to mind)

 Monday, March 24 @ 7 p.m. - Academy Theater in Hapeville, Ga. Sponsored by Atlanta Dramatists. ** Synopsis: A grandfatherly ghost and his namesake female grandchild make a certain rural peace with post-Pandemic life's end, as representatives of the country's major institutions – church, state, and commerce – gather nearby to settle the climate crisis for good, their long-needed work neither far away in place nor time, for us the hope at last. #weRchange

 

DATED: 12/31/2024. ON THE CUSP OF YET ANOTHER NEW YEAR, let us boldly be grateful about something, even if an old wish to recognize our own Messengers of God, and these:

  1. We made it this far, thus far. Remember a pandemic, some politics, old trends of many colors we tried to ignore that resurfaced with vengeance. For these we are grateful. May we learn better, perhaps faster, this go-round. AMEN.
  2. Second chances of third helpings; and when the plate gets passed our way, that we take what we want and know it not as greed, but what well-due in choice course (unlike every time before, a shame).
  3. A gentle winter, but with one full day of a real Southern snow.
  4. An early spring without too much pollen.
  5. To hear the hoot owl, the several cries of Carolina wren, to not-be so busy, that we miss out.
  6. To try something new every day, even if a left-foot first, one less coffee, one more sweet.
  7. To smile more.
  8. At ourself in the mirror, lovingly.
  9. To open our heart again or for the first time (because we may not get another opportunity).
  10. To honor our Parents and keep (most of) other commandments. Love thyself comes embedded, an old friend likes to remind, within loving thy Neighbor. Cart-before-horse kinda thingy, he say....Oh yes, and to know more clearly exactly who that Neighbor is. AMEN.

NOW, ABOUT WHO HAS A GENTLE DIGITAL HOME HERE: A rural native of the southeastern United States, R. P. Singletary writes across the genres of fiction, drama, poetry, and hybrid forms. ATL. LGBTQ+. Outdoors lover and fellow traveler. Affiliations: Authors Guild, Atlanta Dramatists, SETC, Dramatists Guild. He struggles to bridge the gap between old and new, while honoring both the needy pull of the creativity and the desirous want of the audience (or reader) for that strange combination of familiarity, comprehension, uniqueness, and "been here before but but something's changed" sensation. RESOLVED, to better capture that wonderment, forgiving.

  

NEW WRITINGS soon in these publications:

 

RECENT DRAMA

  • This pair of longer plays is part of a trilogy inspired by the events of Jan. 6, 2021.

LATEST FICTION

  • I will be giving a reading in a team-based event for fellow members of The Literary Consultancy (U.K.) as part of their Winter Warmer for Being a Writer!
  • "The Risk of Man" in BULL
  • "Pop!" in House of Arcanum - this story was nominated for Best of the Net 20024!
  • "Two more years of 24 months of feelin' like this" in LITRO - a StorySunday feature and an Editor's Pick!
  • "CAMOU counts (OR, parental expectations embodied)" in en*gendered
  • "A literary inconvenience, for you / in the libertine spirit of the European Union (EU)" in Wicked Gay Ways
     

MORE POETRY

  • "Ban this (an early* Hallowe'en trick-or-treat not-so-goodie, ooooops)" and "We had no sidewalks, April" in coalitionworks