The show is dead, long live the show!

Sunday my latest show ended. It had a good run, everyone enjoyed it.

I've mostly forgotten it.

Not the lessons I learned from it, or the enjoyment I took from it, but the need that drove me on.

For I'm already deep into plans for another play, this one much more important and with a lot balancing on it. I booked a space (finally!) and today I took out a line of credit to pay for the production, applied for the rights and ordered scripts. I'm also about halfway through the casting process and in the middle of pre-design talks with the costumer. And I've found a Stage Manager.

But on top of that, I'm also planning for a fringe show this summer that's being written for me and a movie that I want to make, not to mention various small projects just for fun.

Somewhere in the middle of all this producing and directing, I also need to get myself a job, a real job, one that will let me keep a roof over my head, food in my belly and my credit rating up while I run around doing things I've dreamed of doing.

However, it's the challenges that make life interesting.

Another Opening of Another Show

Which makes it sound like I do this all the time, doesn't it? It's strange how though I think of myself as a director, possibly even before I think of myself as a student, an American, or even a woman, I've really only directed four shows before this one now. Of course, five shows at the age of 22 is not a bad account.

I'm having a great time with the show, even though it's the most difficult project I have EVER attempted. Part of it is the script itself, classical theater is harder. Part of it is working with a collaborator, I've had to learn how to bend my vision to fit with another without actually losing what I want. It's also a large cast- 15 and I am still trying to readjust to living in this country.

I'm happy though, happy to be with my friends, happy to be making art. Happy to be a Director.