Jul 16, 2008
Jul 15, 2008
transition
K is at this moment driving across the country to our home base for a year--Minneapolis. Our cat is riding shotgun in her '91 honda station wagon. The apartment is very quiet without them. Work is also very quiet right now. The new guy we hired is doing all the work I would normally do.
I'm working on my pilot pitch. I have to say, I'm getting kind of excited about it. I hope someone will pay me to write it.
I've also figured out how to revise a lot of things that need revising. I wonder when I'll get to that. Soon, I hope. So much to do.
Here's a song for you:
The world's about to end
You're my only friend
There's not much more we can carry
And the light go down
on this bombed-out town
I don't know how much more we can carry
So I look at you
We've done all we can do
and I say to you
Let's get married
Let's get married
Let's get married
The morning sun creeps in
over our loss or win
There's not much more we can carry
But I grab your hand
and we cross the sand
I don't know how much more we can carry
And I look at you
There's much more we can do
Let's get married
Let's get married
Let's get married
vow of poverty?
Lots of theatrosphere talk about making a living making art. Mark has
a nice post here:
a nice post here:
http://mrexcitement.blogspot.com/2008/07/in-defense-of-artistic-director.html
Jul 14, 2008
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