I have to admit I'm getting a little stressed out. All this planning for productions and attending writing groups and school while holding down a 9-5 job is getting to be a bit overwhelming. Not that I'm complaining. Because the Nerve rehearsal I attended recently blew me away. It's all the other stuff--these problems that come up that have to be solved one way or another. How am I going to go to rehearsals in DC and when? Because I maay be rehearsing here at the same time or in Vermont. Also I'm expected to show up to work probably. Not to mention that I have to rewrite for these July productions.
and then the idea of getting reviewed is freaking me out a little. and part of this is my belief that the big paper--you know the one I mean--the big paper doesn't get comedy--and of course that's a generalization and there are some good and even great writers working there but I'm afraid I'm going to get squashed if they come at all. Because every play I've seen in the last two years that I loved--everytime I said Fuck I want to make theatre like that--the play got squashed by the big paper.
4 comments:
Breathe Mr. Adam, breathe.
It's gonna be ok.
You know you like the stuff you're working on and you know a lot of people around you agree. So F the big paper.
Easier said than done, I know.
Okay, I better go explore NY a bit...
Heh.
Glad the wi fi is working. Have a good time in the city!!
I know it's easier said than done, but you can't control what the reviewers will or won't like, so there's no point in stressing over the review. All you can do is write the play that makes you happy. And if the big paper hates it--fuck 'em.
I know. You're right. I will fuck them.
Post a Comment