Single Digits and Sandwich Board
With 9 days to go I am now counting in the single digits. Bear with me as I cannot escape the similarities of being in labor and delivery with the rehearsals and immanent opening night. This process is like being pregnant, lots of preparation, planning then suddenly the labor begins and all the planning seems a distant past as the intensity consumes your thoughts and any distraction is an equally intense annoyance. All energy is spent on the labor with the goal of delivery.
The time is here and no escaping the intense and focused rehearsals with 9 days until opening night. The most common statement a woman in labor says, “I changed my mind I don’t want to do this anymore” I have felt this in the past several weeks and have even said it silently in my head. But only in my head! My heart presses on!
Tonight at the Fringe theatre is the annual fundraiser “The Longest Dinner” in which a very long table is set and a fabulous dinner is served. I’m going to mix and mingle with the many guests attending. I will be wearing my sandwich board. I will be promoting my show.