Gak!
I just wrote a whole long entry and it dissapeared. Crap. I don't have the patience for this. It's almost midnight, I've been up since two in the morning, I just got home after a 16 hour day, and I'M NOT EVEN FREAKIN' SLEEPY! I'm exhausted, sure. But I still cant sleep. This sucks.
I just got back from another production meeting, where I had to look through hundreds and hundreds of headshots from actors who want to audition for my play. That was way more than I was expecting. I would have been happy with 50 people auditioning. Instead we sorted through hundreds of pictures of people with impressive credits and degrees and skills. Do you understand me? HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE WANT TO AUDITION FOR MY PLAY!
I'm really overwhelmed. Today I met the assistant director. I didn't even know there WAS an assistant director. I just introduced myself to someone I didn't know yet, then realized that she was holding a copy of my play. A complete stranger was holding a copy of my play. Kinda freaked me out. Don't they know it's no good, and it's a giant waste of time? Don't these actors know this isn't a real play? But then everyone gushed about it, and I thought "Wow, I've sure tricked them."
Maybe someday I'll feel like a real playwrite. But not today.
Bear in mind that I've been awake for 22 hours, and spend a good portion of my day composing haiku to stay awake. I'm not really in a normal state of mind at the moment. I was trying to describe the plot of my own play to the people there who hadn't read it yet, and I got all confused and twisted around. By my own play! Then finally I finished with "Yeah, it's really complicated and confusing. God, why did I DO that?"
The thing I like about being the writer is that I'm allowed to be neurotic. When I'm the exective assistant at a bank, for instance, not so much.
I just got back from another production meeting, where I had to look through hundreds and hundreds of headshots from actors who want to audition for my play. That was way more than I was expecting. I would have been happy with 50 people auditioning. Instead we sorted through hundreds of pictures of people with impressive credits and degrees and skills. Do you understand me? HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE WANT TO AUDITION FOR MY PLAY!
I'm really overwhelmed. Today I met the assistant director. I didn't even know there WAS an assistant director. I just introduced myself to someone I didn't know yet, then realized that she was holding a copy of my play. A complete stranger was holding a copy of my play. Kinda freaked me out. Don't they know it's no good, and it's a giant waste of time? Don't these actors know this isn't a real play? But then everyone gushed about it, and I thought "Wow, I've sure tricked them."
Maybe someday I'll feel like a real playwrite. But not today.
Bear in mind that I've been awake for 22 hours, and spend a good portion of my day composing haiku to stay awake. I'm not really in a normal state of mind at the moment. I was trying to describe the plot of my own play to the people there who hadn't read it yet, and I got all confused and twisted around. By my own play! Then finally I finished with "Yeah, it's really complicated and confusing. God, why did I DO that?"
The thing I like about being the writer is that I'm allowed to be neurotic. When I'm the exective assistant at a bank, for instance, not so much.