Still mulling over Nick Hynter's unnecessarily cruel and dismissive rejection of my playlet, BRIEF CANDLE. First of all of course there's the simple matter that Mr Hynter took almost a week (my italics) to reply!!! And this in the age of first class stamps and email!!! Secondly, is he telling the whole truth when he writes "I have now read your short play (sic)". (It's actually a playlet but let that pass.) I simply don't believe he has!!! My reasoning? He hasn't chosen it for production!!! And this at a time when the theatre is crying out for new writing talent!! No wonder the National Theatre is doing so badly (source, Colin Phelps)... Everything I've seen there in the last twelve months has been woefully amateurish, from props to acting, so I think my words carry some weight!!! No wonder there is a pressing need for people like me to be trained up - long overdue... Hynter goes on: "Good luck with your future endeavours" but how does he know what my "future endeavours" are? Has he taken the trouble to ask? No, he has not. And why not? Because he's terrified. Anyway, I discussed these matters with Mum this morning and she says it's important not to become obsessive... which is exactly the nonsense I am rebelling against... I am determined not to become bitter but how I wish Kenny Tynan were here to see the detitrus of his South Bank dream!!!
Vernon (course leader) rang this morning to ask how my attachment with T.A.A.D. was going. I mentioned my letter from Hynter but he didn't react. I've arranged to have my first tutorial with him next week - he says I have a lot of catching up to do, but I advised him that I have a lot of experience for my age and that he mustn't fret...
The Pope is gravely ill. This is very sad news. I can honestly say I never met him but I've made a point of watching many of his TV appearances over the years. I wish him all the best.
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