Writer notes from Jim Jewell, 1448 Playwright. Email received 11:51 PM.
I heard from my director that they had a rough day, but the hard work paid off to my mind and I was very happy with the result. The best thing about the actors and directors ballsy enough to tackle 14/48 is how much better at this than I really am they make me look.
But, no good deed goes unpunished. Goddamned theme. This gig would be so fun without the fucking theme.
Midnight nears and I have an idea I neither know if I can pull off nor whether I should even try.
Which probably means I should. But, somewhere, four actors and a director just shuddered, as though someone walked over their grave.
You know what I didn't know existed? Diet Coke Tallboys. Yeah, fer real. I have one here next to my half-empty kombucha.
Do I seem unfocused? I feel unfoc... hey, wanna ride bikes?
Do you think he should go it? I sure as hell do. 1448 isn't for pussies! Go for it, Jim!
1 comment:
I'm just glad you officially encouraged me on this folly and will therefore shoulder some small measure of the blame.
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