I think Monstrous Monday is going to be a regular thing here, and I think many people can identify with the sentiment.
I know, I KNOW, I must plan ahead and write blog posts in advance. Well, some readers enjoy my silly posts about not being able to write a post, so there. Still, you can get too much of a good thing. Isn’t there some saying about going to the well too many times? I try to avoid such cliches, but I do say “well” a lot.
Be that as it may, on with the blog post. I wrote a very little on the next murder mystery, Spring into Murder, but am not making much progress in finding a complete cast. I thought everybody wanted to act! Oh well, I guess not everybody (see, there I go with “well” again).
Speaking of everybody wanting to act, here is a picture of me acting up a storm in last summer’s The Tempest with LiFT Theatre Company. That was one of my big, dramatic scenes. OK, I am big and dramatic in all of my scenes, in real life as well as on stage. I always say, go with your strengths (I suppose that is a cliche. Oh well!).
I swerve into non-sequitur territory with a picture of fake poo. These were props from one of last year’s murder mysteries, He Laughed Himself to Death. I have long been an aficionado of fake poo.
And now I am over 250 words, which as regular readers (if any remain) know, I consider respectable. I return to my Monstrous Monday and, as always, hope for a better blog post tomorrow.