Christy English

Once more, I disappeared from my own website for the better part of a year. I am a terrible blogger, but when I am not  online, which is most of the time, I am working to become a better writer. While most of my fiction is historical in nature, concerning the Plantagenets of England and France in the late part of the twelfth century, I also write some modern fiction. The following story is one that has never been published, but that I am fond of, in spite of its many faults. It is called Tiger’s Eye. It’s a story I wrote years ago, before moving away from Wilmington and finding greater joy in New York.

If anyone has glanced at my blog since February, they might have asked the question: Where did Christy go? The answer: I’ve been writing. The novel I was concerned about in February, the novel whose revision eluded me for months, finally came clear. Princess of France, now renamed Queen’s Pawn, has been revised both to my satisfaction and my agent’s, and is now out among the editors in New York. When will it be bought? Only the gods know. But I thank the Muse who feeds my soul. One way or another, I will get my novels into the wider world.

       I almost did not write this post today. The conference ended only Sunday, and today is Tuesday. I thought to myself, “I need more time to take in all that I learned. I need time to think.” Well, I’ve decided to ignore all that. I have too much work to do on my novel revision to wait any longer. Whatever my thoughts are, they’re going online. Because I was completely inspired by this year’s San Francisco’s Writers’ Conference.

Let me begin by saying that I don’t usually read poetry. Well, e.e.cummings and Shakespeare, but that’s about it. Most modern poetry usually takes me back to those painful nights in college when I would go and sit in our campus coffee house and listen to my  boyfriend and others read their work aloud in an environment where no one could get up and leave and where no one could throw things when the poetry was bad, which was often.

Right Lane Ends is not that kind of poetry.

I had the pleasure of seeing the world premiere of Bad Dog by Rebecca Stokes on Friday night , the newest production of  the Church of All Nations’ Theatre Forum. Billed as a comedy about people and their obsessive love for their dogs, the play delivers what it promises Even before the lights come up and the actors are onstage, the music bring the audience into the mindset of the characters with songs Dirty Dog, Little Doggie, Where Did You Go?, and my personal favorite, I Want to Be a Puppy Dog.