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As if it being Friday weren’t enough…! First, A SUMMER’S DAY, an amazing anthology of twelve m/m takes on the plays and sonnets of Shakespeare, is live as of today, with all proceeds going to benefit the It Gets Better Project. Here’s an excerpt from my contribution, “Deeper Than Did Ever Plummet Sound,” in which we meet Clarence, a fading star of the London stage headlining an off-off-Broadway production of “The Tempest,” and Jaymes, his starry-eyed Ariel.

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Jaymes’ mouth twisted. Frustration? Anger? “It’s his favorite way of getting into my personal space, where he has no business being. And reminding me that I have nappy hair. And reminding me that somebody like me has no business doing Shakespeare.”

All Clarence could do was stare. “Has he actually had the gall to say that to your face?” he finally managed.

Jaymes’ tight shrug made Clarence feel hollow inside. “He’s not the first, he won’t be the last.”

“Wonderful. We have positive proof the man’s a certifiable lunatic as well as a clinging arsecrumb.” Thank God, there was a drink next to his elbow at last. He snatched it up and drained nearly half in one go. “Has he paid even one iota of attention to the London stage for the last, oh, five seasons?”

“What did you just call him?”

Ah, the smile was back. Not quite at full wattage, but enough for Clarence to warm himself at. “One of my favorite non-Shakespearean epithets.”

“Worthy of inclusion in the canon.”

Clarence laughed, trying to make it sound like less of a bark than his laughter usually did. “Perhaps I’ll slip it into a rehearsal sometime.”

“I double dog dare you.”

And if I take your dare, what will you forfeit? Christ, he’d almost asked aloud. Back to staring into his glass — a damned sight safer than looking into eyes that threatened to melt him.

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And it’s a fantastic day for UNDERTOW, too, thanks to Becky Condit at USA Today’s Happy Ever After blog, with a review that made my day, and week, and month, and is in the running for year!

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Happy reading — I’m off to stage manage at the Irish Fair of Minnesota for the weekend. If you’re out there, stop by the River Stage and say hi!

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Happy Pride Month, fellow Snippeteers! For my first offering for June (June?!?!? Where is this year going?) I’m pleased to offer six sentences from my just-completed WIP (yay!!!!), “Deeper Than Did Ever Plummet Sound” — which, if you haven’t seen prior snippets, is my contribution to an anthology commemorating the 400th anniversary of Shakespeare’s death, with stories rewriting, or based on, the authors’ favorite Shakespeare plays. My play is The Tempest, and my story is about Clarence Limont, a fading star of the London Shakespearean stage, playing Prospero, and Jaymes Stafford, a young American actor playing Ariel, and dazed at the opportunity to work with one of his idols. And to set the scene, it’s just before midnight, and Clarence and Jaymes are in the alley behind the off-off-Broadway theater in which opening night will be occurring in less than 24 hours. And, of course, the best line is the Bard’s…

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“What is it?” Almost, Clarence reached out to wipe away the streaks along Jaymes’ soft cheek – soft, he knew it would be soft – but his hand was shaking, and he let it fall. “Why do you cry?”

Jaymes was silent for so long that Clarence wondered if he were going to answer at all. And when he did speak, his voice scarcely rose above a whisper. “I weep at mine unworthiness that dare not offer what I desire to give, and much less take what I shall die to want.”

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And a couple of links —

First, back to Rainbow Snippets on Facebook, for more LGBTQIA+ goodies: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

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Happy Memorial Day weekend, Snippetteers! — here’s a bit of Clarence to accompany you into summer! (I needed seven sentences this time, rather than the prescribed six — hopefully no one minds? *winks*) This scene is set at the first blocking rehearsal for the Perchance to Dream Theatre Company’s production of The Tempest. Clarence Limont is the production’s Prospero, a major (but slowly fading) star of the London stage who has taken on the role as a favor to the director, an old school chum; Jaymes Stafford is the production’s Ariel, a recent college graduate who has quite captivated Clarence. And Troy Miller is Caliban, an arsecrumb of the first water and the particular bane of Jaymes’ existence. I picture Clarence as a slightly younger Ian McKellen (he’s in his early sixties, but at the moment is feeling considerably older); Jaymes’ mother is of German and Scottish descent, and his father is Jamaican; I can picture him perfectly in my mind, but unfortunately I haven’t been able to find a photo that does him justice. You’ll just have to imagine him for yourself — tall, lean, tawny, with an angular face and big dark eyes, and a cloud of tightly-kinked dark-blond hair. And quite shy, usually, in the presence of a Giant of the London Stage…

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By God, he felt a moment of genuine excitement, gesturing into the wings, Prospero bidding, coaxing Ariel forth for the first time in the play. And when Jaymes allowed himself to be teased out, as light-footed as a spirit in battered trainers, it seemed the excitement was mutual. Or at least contagious. Clarence was willing to settle for contagious.

A snicker came from the opposite wing, and Jaymes’ slight, sweet smile dissolved. Clarence didn’t need to turn to identify the culprit as Troy. The arsecrumb had been stepping on everyone’s lines, all through the reading process, and apparently was set to continue his winning ways, a dyspeptic God’s gift to the Bard’s canon.

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And, finally the usual couple of links:

Rainbow Snippets on Facebook — your destination for many more LGBTQIA+ goodies: https://www.facebook.com/groups/RainbowSnippets/

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