Everything is, when it comes to creativity. A thing you've created is only completely yours when you show it to no-one else, particularly writing. In a story, so much is left up to imagination, and everyone's interpretation is different.
And sometimes those interpretations are verrrrrry interesting.
A table read generally gives a good range of interpretations, at least when a decent number of people show up. Last night we had nine people (!) including myself, so the range was definitely there. With 12 parts, only a few had to double up, and they did a good job of adjusting to the different characters. Had some marvelous marvelous feedback as well. I love critiques!
Critiques are interesting as well. There's always something someone notices that you hadn't thought of, and you certainly know this story better than anyone. It's also gratifying when they notice what you did think of, and suggest a solution you also had thought of, but hadn't the cahoonies to go ahead and change beforehand. Then it's like you've been given approval to go ahead and make the change.
Not all changes will be made, of course. I don't agree with some of the suggestions, and that's usually the way of things. At the end of the day, it's my work, and I have to change it the way I see fit, in the way I feel is best for the story. I don't feel that that's being selfish (MY story! MINE! Neenerneenerneener); just that the story's in charge here, not me. It's already made me cut out quite a lot of things I very much liked. Stories can be like babies: whiny little dictators that cry until they get their way. (Trust me on this).
But when they do finally get what they need...then everything, all the fuss and bother, the aggravation... everything will have been worth it.
Okay, it's me. I mean, you totally figured that, right?
As I've mentioned previously, I don't always write songs. ...But when I do...
THEY ARE AWESOME.
I write a song or two as a kid, but other than that, pretty much nothing. It's just not my thing; not the way writing works through me. But one day, I thought I should write a song for my son. So I did.
It's actually not perfect, I mean, there are several parts I'd like to change, so disclaimer disclaimer disclaimer here it is already before I change my mind:
Oooookay, I'm posting from my phone and the site is fighting my editing right now, so I can't put this part after the photo like I wanted. *sigh* Anyway, it's my eldest son's 10th birthday today, so I wanted to post this in his honor. I wrote this when he was four. My daughter also has one, just as awesome, which I'll post when it's her birthday. And my third child...yes, he certainly is my third child.
In the grand tradition of pretty much anything relating to the third child: I'll get around to it eventually.
(Note: I DEFINITELY considered dressing up in punk hair and tats and making a totally awesome video to go with this totally awesome song, which I would then play for him and his prom date someday. Yet I didn't. Wuss.)
Yeah, I haven't posted under this heading in a while. But, fact is... Nothing's happened. Like, nothing. I kept trying to get a rehearsal schedule, and got, well... Nothing.
I do not blame the director in question. I finally got the chance to chat with her in person, and she hasn't had a schedule to give me! The cast has apparently had some major scheduling problems. It's been a lot more stressful for her than it has for me.
Also, I... Kind of... Forgot. Yes, that's right! It's embarrassing, but I have three kids and it just happens sometimes. We've been finishing swim classes and starting soccer and both the olders are starting Scouts and I've got Halloween costumes to make and we've got a vacation coming up and it's almost Christmas and THOSE ARE JUST THE BIG THINGS.
So I kind of forgot.
But I got a rehearsal schedule!!! And there was much rejoicing!!!
So now, all I need to do is pick a day, approve it with both the director and the board, fit it in around the current show and my vacation, and make sure it's before November because they're taking two months to fix the elevator and there's really no other way to the third floor theatre (emergency stairs are emergency only).
Woo! The life of a playwright!
Writer, dancer, actress, mother, me.