This past week I have been at Cousin Camp. Every summer my three sisters and I get together with our 8 cousins and make a movie. This year was our fifth annaversary.
The first two years were spent on making our very own rendition of C.S. Lewis' The Lion The Witch and The Wardrobe.
Three years ago we attempted raido drama with Edward Eager's Thyme Garden. On the side we also filmed a children's version of Shakespear's Twelfth Night.
And it has been shakespear ever since.
Last year we acted a children's version of A Midsummer Night's Dream.
And this last week we made a movie of Macbeth, with yours truly as the main character.
So, my Explanation of my Absence is this: I was busy all week playing games with cousins, wearing an itchy wig, havng hands that smell like ketchup (face paint was enough for bloody hands, apperantly) and acting the part of a power hungry tyrant who goes crazy.