Tonight's our opening night, and I actually managed to get my act together in time to do something I always want to do but rarely am organized enough to pull off: Write some "thank you" note cards. I know what you're thinking: Most normal people would be able to get it together enough to do some simple note cards, why can't I?
'Cuz I'm the world's biggest procrastinator, that's why. We're going to leave it at that.
So the show opens tonight, and I'm hopeful that it will be well received; the preview audiences have seemed to like it so far, and I got really good feedback from Amy Hartman, who came to see the open dress rehearsal, and the most delightfully kind e-mail from Kellee Van Aiken, who's the artistic associate at City Theater. So hopefully it'll be well-received.
I happen to think it's a really beautiful play and deserves to be seen by a lot of people. Whether or not it will remains to be seen. And as these things go, it would be nice to embark on my theater hiatus by going out on a high note. We'll see.
It's funny, but I don't suppose it should be too surprising that we're at that stage of the process where we've lost any sense of objectivity about the play, and don't know how people will take it - that's kinda common, though in truth I don't know why. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that we're right at that part where the pressure to get it right gets highest, and the freshness of working on new material has worn off, and the combination of the two just makes it impossible to know exactly what's what.
I suppose, though, that it's a state you kinda just have to live in - I mean, in a way, any time you offer anything to anyone (even if it's just a cookie you made) you're not exactly sure how they're going to react, right? You just need to relax and rest assured that you know how to bake and that the cookies gonna be yummie. I can name at least ten actor-friends who take themselves seriously enough to get pissed off that I just compared a noble artistic endeavor like mounting a play to serving a cookie.
Oh well.
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