New Ideas

Well, it must have been too many days without working on Tinder.

New ideas are sprouting in a mushroom like fashion. Particularly while I'm sleeping (they must like the dark).

It's far too early to name them in public, they'll sink back into the rich mud and it will be hell to coax them up again, so I'm just quietly brewing and fomenting.

Back to QTC for workshops next week and then it will be rehearsals and then the reading.

And after the reading comes the judging.

And after the judging comes either euphoria or despair. No, scrap that. Euphoria or determination to find another home for this play. Which I will.

Strangely optimistic today!