I just got back from a workshop performance of part of The Letter, the Somerset Maugham opera-in-progress that I’m writing with Paul Moravec. We performed it for a group of hard-nosed opera and theater professionals. I’m exhausted after five straight days of six-and-seven-hour rehearsals, and I have to go see Cat on a Hot Tin Roof tonight, so I’ll keep it short: it went really, really, really well.
More after I get some sleep.
Archives for March 5, 2008
TT: In a nutshell, it was fun
Ron Rosenbaum is one of the contributors to a new anthology called Not Quite What I Was Planning: Six-Word Memoirs by Writers Famous and Obscure. “I think you can figure out the gimmick easily enough from the title,” he wrote on his blog a couple of weeks ago. “But it wasn’t easy! Try coming up with six words to sum up the rich pageant of your life, the ups and downs, the loves and losses.” Here’s how his attempt went: “Explained Hitler, Shakespeare. Couldn’t explain self.” Not bad.
Here’s mine: “Small town, big city. Damned lucky.”
Over to you, OGIC and CAAF.
TT: Almanac
“All parties attempt to represent important things that have developed outside themselves as unimportant, and where they fail in this they assail those things all the more bitterly the more admirable they are.”
Friedrich Nietzsche, Mixed Opinions and Maxims