Parking is no fun in Queen Anne, but I was able to luck into a spot several blocks down, two inches into an alleyway. There is a 10% chance I am getting towed -- Pray for me, friends.
Even though the introductions have barely gotten underway, you're can't help being hit with a very faint but very acute feeling of anxiety. 24 hours from this point in time, 7 original works of art will appear from nothingness. I'm nervous as hell, and I'm just blogging this thing. I'd be more poignant and deep, but Shawn Belyea is speaking now.
RECENTLY OVERHEARD:
"So, is that baby working here, or is it free-loading?"
"I think he's directing."
14/48: The World's Quickest Theater Festival Blog
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