Showing posts with label Exhaustion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Exhaustion. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

I'll Be Back on Friday


Uncle P is tired, ya'll! These past several weeks spent investigating the lives of folks in Winters, TX have left me just about ready to fall asleep while putting my toys away...

Tomorrow is the show's first full run rehearsal... I am cautiously optimistic. Tonight was really productive (once I lit a fire under their heinies) and there was some really solid, creative work done.

This is my last week to spend the majority of my attention on their performances and we need to make the most of our time. For some reason, some of them are holding back (I think they're afraid of going too far, but too far in theatre is easier to fix than not far enough -- especially in a piece like this) and I need to convince them to let go and play even more. I laughed harder tonight, than I ever have while watching that "chapter." I just hope they keep that up.

I'll be home late tomorrow through Thursday, so I have no idea if I'll be posting or not. Until I do, I'll leave you with one more entreaty to purchase tickets or make a secure donation via PayPal.

More, anon.
Prospero

Friday, February 19, 2010

Too Pooped to Post


If you read last night's post, you'll know just how tired I am. I think in the last 48 hours, I've slept for maybe 4.

Two trips to the hospital to bring Mom stuff (books, glasses, etc.), an outrageously over-priced late breakfast at a local diner ($15.00 for an omlette, toast, coffee & juice) and cleaning up the mess left by the EMTs (blood stained sheets, etc.) have left me both physically and mentally exhausted.

I also want to spend some time working on my new screenplay, so I have decided that tonight will be another night off at Caliban's Revenge. I will be writing a full post tomorrow at The Zombie Zone. But for now, I'm going to wish you a very good weekend and thank all those who posted good wishes here and on Facebook for Mom. Hopefully, she'll be released tomorrow. I promise to keep you updated.

More, anon.
Prospero