In a creaky old house...

Apr 10, 2005 21:43

Ghosts live here, in every city. They haunt the branches of trees with no leaves. Driving into little old towns along the New England area is like driving into places that bleed history.

I made it to Maine.

It's quite beautiful. The theatre is fucking amazing, like goregous paintings on the roofs, beautiful stage, amazing seating, totally redone and restored...just goregous. The people seem cool. The food is cheap. My cell phone gets no reception so don't expect to reach me on it. I have email in the house so that's the best way to keep in touch with me. They're setting up a landline into the house that you can call any time, I will post that number on here, as well as send it out in a group email asap.

Long and short: I'm alive, I'm tired from all the bloody work this past week has wrought, and I can't wait to start working on this play.

Oh, the girl playing Athena is a cute little british woman...hehe...

Cheers,

D.
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