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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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Good afternoon, Snippetteers! — I’m getting close enough to finishing UNDERTOW that if I give you a snippet of new material, I’m going to be giving away the twist in the HEA, so I thought I’d give you six sentences from “Deeper Than Did Ever Plummet Sound,” my story for the Summer’s Day #Shakespeare400 m/m romance anthology. In this snippet, the cast of “The Tempest” is hanging out in a local watering hole, Angels Nest, after their first blocking rehearsal. Clarence, the production’s Prospero, is nursing a gin and tonic and watching a fellow cast member, Denton Miller, who’s just cheated in a game of pool against Jaymes, the production’s Ariel.

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At first he’d thought he was simply reacting to the fellow in character; Prospero was an aristocrat, and Caliban was a vile, base creature who leered after Prospero’s virgin daughter and plotted to kill him. Not much there to like, surely.

It was possible, however, to play Caliban as, if not a sympathetic character, at least a complex one, filled with passion for the island he believed to have been stolen from him, moved by an impossible desire to be loved. Denton had obviously chosen otherwise for the character, making him almost cartoonish in his villainy. A lazy choice.

Even in the quiet twilight of his career, Clarence could not abide laziness.

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Good morning, Rainbow Snippetteers! — today’s Snippet is from a short story I’m working on as my Camp NaNoWriMo project this month. I’m taking part in an anthology of m/m stories based on Shakespeare’s plays and sonnets; each author has picked a favorite play, and the stories all incorporate the plays in some way. I chose The Tempest, and in my story, “Deeper Than Did Ever Plummet Sound,” we meet Clarence Limont, a renowned Shakespearean actor from London who is beginning to think it’s time to pack it all in, but he’s agreed to play Prospero in an off-off-Broadway production of The Tempest as a favor to the director, an old school chum. And he just might be about to recapture some of the magic of the theater….

In this snippet, Clarence has just arrived for the first “table read” of the play with Jeremy’s company, an all-male Shakespearean company. (I’ve had to go a few sentences over my six, I fear — I hope you’ll forgive me the indulgence…)

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Interrupted conversations and awestruck stares seemed to hang in the air as Clarence wrestled out of his too-heavy wool coat, and he stifled a sigh. Sometimes he wondered how far from the London stage he would have to get before he could be just Clarence Limont, and not the Clarence Limont.

The Battle of the Burberry over at last, he dropped into his folding chair, a good deal more slowly than he would have liked. No doubt the younger men around the table thought him decrepit… well, he’d earned a certain amount of decrepitude, he supposed.

Jeremy rubbed his hands together briskly, beaming. “Now that we’re all here, I’ll say it again, gentlemen – good morning. And, obvious though it is, welcome to the first table read for our production of The Tempest.”

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Welcome, Snippetteers! — my offering this week is from “Deeper than Did Ever Plummet Sound,” my contribution to an m/m romance charity anthology being assembled to commemorate the four hundredth anniversary of Shakespeare’s death. All the stories, needless to say, have a connection to Shakespeare, or his plays — some are retellings of the plays, some make use of the sonnets. Mine is about a contemporary New York production of The Tempest, possibly my favorite of Shakespeare’s plays, and about the production’s Prospero, Londoner Clarence Limont, one of the great twentieth-century interpreters of the Bard’s work. (Close your eyes and imagine Sir Ian McKellen reciting…)

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There had been a time when this had been a thrill, this first moment of discovery, looking into a new play for the first time, or into an old one with a new cast. He could remember when it had been exciting.

Maybe it’s time to end it now, while I can still remember
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He had had this same argument with himself more or less every morning for the last, oh, seven years. Ever since that disastrous production of the Scottish play in Manchester. He’d contemplated paying someone to stand outside the theatre and scream the name of the play, in hopes that lightning would strike or someone would decide to commit a little judicious arson.

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