Now it gets serious.

A bit of good news on Friday - My Name is Stephen Luckwell has squairmed its way through options and will be on Radio 4 next year.  Apparently I have to sign two contracts. One, as the writer of the original play, giving myself permission to adapt the piece, and the second, as the adapter accepting the commission.  So much reading of the script I think before I start to turn it into a three hander. 
On Sunday Looking for the Rainbow came to an end at Lakeside - a theatre on the Nottingham University campus, not the shopping centre in Essex - and that was fun.  I hadn't seen it for six weeks and it had played itself in well.  My three year old next door neighbour seemed to like it. 
This week I have to finish part one rewrites on Buckland, and get my ideas down for the piece for Plymouth as I have the first meeting  with them in London next Tuesday and I think they might be expecting something a little more concrete that I have to offer at this exact moment.
Buckland I want to finish today, which is why I've put off starting by doing this instead. I did a draft before I went away. Read it last week and rejigged it - cut, moved bits about, found a through line for all the characters that I was pleased with and came up with the thrust of the last scene/song that hadn't been working. Then on Friday I started going through it page bu page, cleaning it up, and making all the links and connections that are needed to hold it together as in 'don't use a gun in act three unless the audience have seen it in act one', said by I don't remember who.  I hope to send that off today, ready for the meeting on Monday.  Then it's heads down for reworking part two, which is sort of uncharted territory.
Memo to self : try and forget that the Tour has started and each day's stage is live on Eurosport.