Waiting? Working? Whoring?

A little of all of those.

Waiting for rehearsals. Still a couple of months away. But can’t help wondering about the whole experience. Living in New York that long. Meeting the actors and making the show into something. Changing the very fabric of space and time. And eating a lot of Zen Palate (look it up).

Working on the script. Talking to our dramatug, Lisa Timmel, for the first time tomorrow morning. Making notes right now about questions to ask. Never had an “official” one of these before. Hope I don’t come off like an amateur.

Whoring around for money. My high school chorus teacher just handed me a check, and after I wanted to hug and kiss her all over, I felt sort of…like…a…money slut. God knows I should never be a producer.


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