Seriously, what do I do with a play? A book I can self-publish. A movie script I can chuck in the rubbish bin. But a play? If I knew any amateur theatrical groups, maybe I could see if they were interested (though admittedly it’s still only on the second draft, and probably still needs a lot of work) but I don’t know any.
Plus I’m not sure if anyone would be interested. The play is called “Pyrrha” and it’s based on the 1773 opera “Achilles in Petticoats.” (Though from looking at the libretto, it’s not what we would currently consider “opera,” as there’s a lot more talking than there is singing.)
Of course, I changed up more than just the dialog and the character names. (No Roman names when I’m involved!)
The big change was that I removed the made-up nephew of the queen, and replaced him with Patroclos. (Who I then made into the queen’s nephew…which is surprisingly easy to do, since we know jack-all about his mother. And the surviving texts never mention Lycomedes’ wife, so I was free to make the two of them sisters.) So the play has a stronger homoerotic quotient than the original, as Patroclos does not lose his interest in Pyrrha when he learns that “she” is actually Achilles. But I left it fairly subtle, so I don’t know if an LGBT-oriented theatre troop would want it.
I guess, in the end, I’ll probably end up self-publishing it, too, but a play that’s never performed feels sad and lonely, y’know?
Then again, so do I, so maybe that’s appropriate.