Stayed home, have writing to do, have a schedule and a show coming and a deal with others to fulfill. Have been sitting here noodling around in the story.
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ok, i didn’t do the work. i laid down and fell asleep on my amazing couch. I’m feeling the sicky in my throat and lungs, nose and not awakedness.
But I can’t miss anymore writing. The show is just a few months away. The words need to be written so I can memorize. Or you know, do something. In one of those moments when you wake up and go, “wow, oops, what time is it?” I set my alarm for 5:00 am. Snoozed til 5:30. Started noodling around again, telling myself to write and now I’m back at the blog. Can’t let it sit here only half written! People are counting on my hard hitting in depth look at procrastination and what avoidance of work can bring you too.
Mostly it’s cause writing a one-woman show to put up in march is INTIMIDATING!!!!!! That’s a lot of words, a lot of points, a lot of expectation, a lot of work.
“So go do it marsha!” you all say! “Stop spewing your internal monologue of NOTHING all over the internet and GO WRITE YOUR SHOW!!!! ” Sigh. Ok my lovelies, you are right. Off to write anything – as long as words are on the page.
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Written on November 19, 2009 | Posted in
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I’ve been doing pretty good about the writing after 8pm. Just not ever home at that time. But now the deadline is in place and the show has to be written and I’ve found someone I respect deeply and am letting myself revert into all of my needing to be perfect and please habits to give her pages when agreed upon, into making us proud.
The actor/director relationship can be a strange one. And frankly I’ve chosen to do something so profoundly risky, not only something I’ve never done before but really 15 years since I’ve carried any sort of a long time frame on stage as well as the fact I’m gonna WRITE IT!!!!
It’s based on and alcoholic southern woman, SexyBack.
I have set aside my Wed nights for writing and research and work on this project, part of which looks like it’s gonna be a bit of journaling on ye olde blog. And as I turned on the still free hulu.com I had in my queue an Intervention: SYLVIA. A southern drunk woman. Research. Coincidence that makes us believe in things.
“Where are my babies” she wails, her children having been taken away due to her inability to care for them.
My show is writing itself!
It’s not amusing to watch, it’s not comfortable, it’s not entertaining. She wails too long, to drunkenly for the actual pathos of grief. And every word and thought is tragedy at what she has lost. And continues the cycle of drink, drink, drink.
Sexyback will be a different woman for sure but it’s a perfect place to begin the measuring tape of reality to stage and how what I want to say fits in.
Ok, excited now. Decks are cleared for creations. BOMB AWAY!!!!!!
Written on November 5, 2009 | Posted in
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