Well, dear readers, sorry about the late notes, but last night was a nightmare of hand cramping, that began at dinner around six and kept on going until about ten, when I finally got an hour of respite and wrote new pages, eleven counting what I’d done in the morning, after which the cramping came back. When I see the doctor on Friday, we’ll discuss it, because this has to stop. Anyway, let’s have some damn notes, shall we, while the fingers are working (barely). Yesterday was a fine little day – I only got about five hours of sleep, got up, futzed and finessed, wrote some new pages, got ready for our matinee, and then moseyed on over to the theater. We had over seventy people today, which was a nice crowd. Act one got the biggest laughs its ever gotten, especially the skeleton bit early in the act. Act two had a bit of line forgetting in one scene but they managed to get back on track pretty quickly. It was a funny audience in that some of the laughs came in pockets – big laughs on something from audience left, then a big laugh on something from audience right – they did get together a few times, but it was pretty funny. The talkback after was fun – not a lot of questions. One guy had seen the last workshop we did about three years ago and reminded that his comment then was how slow the first thirty minutes were and how the show didn’t really kick in until the first musical number, and now we fixed that really well. That was mostly me and Doug being adamant about having an opening number, and then several songs along the way, and adding that stuff really made everything work better. Anyway, I always enjoy the talkbacks, although no one really knows what the director does, so I don’t get many questions. After that, a few of us went to the Coral Café for food. I had the chicken fried steak, fries, and it came with a salad, which is ate half of. Lots of fun conversation, until my hands started cramping. At that point, I wanted to become a serial killer. Oh, and a small piece of cherry pie for dessert – excellent. Then I came right home but could do no writing because of the cramping. So, I dozed off for an hour or so, had a telephonic conversation, and then, as I said, I finally got an hour of respite and wrote new pages. I got past the tricky part, I think I’m happy with what road I took, but I left things open so that ultimately have I have several choices as I near the ending of the book. I believe I’m at the point where I’m about 100 pages away from finishing and I really want to start writing fifteen pages a day from here on in.
Today, I’ll be up when I’m up, I’ll do whatever needs doing, I’ll futz and finesse, I’ll write new pages, I’ll eat, I’ll go to CVS to pick up more pills, I’ll come home, write more pages, take a few breaks, write more pages, and then maybe I’ll have time to watch, listen, and relax.
The rest of the week is more of all that, then Friday I see my doctor, and then we begin our third week of performances.
REMINDER! At some point today, the discussion board will be down for two hours.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, be up when I’m up, do whatever needs doing, futz and finesse, write new pages, eat, pick up pills, write, take breaks, write, then maybe watch, listen, and relax. Today’s topic of discussion: What is true comfort food for you – the food you count on and that’s always good and makes you feel good? Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I hit the road to dreamland, hoping the damn cramping takes a hike all week and leaves me the HELL alone.