The day finally arrived . The day of our first preview. The first day of our run. What all the nerves, excitement, and relentless rehearsals has been leading to. It’s been a long road, but in a lot of ways a fun one. Now to get as much out of these next two weeks of performing as we can. We’ve got this.
Continue reading “Fringe Diary – Day 4: Room with a Preview”
More rehearsals, more nerves, more exhaustion, more…well, more of the usual.
This day was built around the lead up to our tech rehearsal, our first and only opportunity to acclimatise ourselves to the performance space before we start the full run. There’s always a little bit of stress involved in days like this but I think we all maintained our composure…mostly.
Continue reading “Fringe Diary – Day 3: What the Tech?!”
Hello boys (girls, and non-binaries), we’re baaack!!
Well some of us are anyway. Another year, another company, another show. Maybe this year, I’ll be in a show that gets good reviews…maybe. I can dream.
Continue reading “Fringe Diary – Day 1: New Places, New Faces”
Last Friday saw Donald Trump officially sworn in as President of the United States, and, one assumes, the beginning of the end of the world as we know it.
Saturday, conversely, saw one the most inspiring collection of demonstrations seen in recent times. The women’s marches across all seven continents, giving a beautiful middle finger to Donald trump and all the assorted bigotry and hatred he represents. I know a few people who took part and, were I not a disaster of a person who can barely summon the strength to get out of bed, I would have been with them. I think the next few years will be a good era for protests, thanks to Black Lives Matter paving the way.
Another minor event that occurred over the weekend was a prominent Nazi, Richard Spencer, being punched in the face.
Continue reading “The Ethics of Nazi-Punching”
Should I be writing about this?
I think I go on about my problems a little too much on here. ‘You’re sad, Chris. We get it’. Nevertheless, I made a promise to myself in August that I would attempt to make this blog a much more regular and consistent project, and I have to write about something. My creative energy of late has all gone into a stage-play submission, so there are no poems or short stories to fill the space. I have nothing to say on nature at the moment, I’ve seen nothing I feel I can write a comprehensive review of, and there are no current affairs I feel I can add anything to in terms of commentary.
Continue reading “Wanting Not To Be”
Most of us have a favourite animal. Humans are naturally inclined towards that sort of thing. We slaughter and devour them, and wear their skin, but we also love them. (I say this as a highly enthusiastic meat-eater. I have my qualms about it but my diet is such that if I didn’t eat meat, I’d literally just live off peas, rice, potatoes and carrots. Don’t worry, my body has adapted to survive off a sedentary lifestyle and poor food intake. Well, I say that. It’ll catch up with me one day but never mind all that, we’re straying from the point).
Continue reading “Of Owls and Me”
As anybody who was following my Fringe Diary will know, a rather unfortunate event marred what should have otherwise been a brilliant experience. Continue reading “Break Update: 1 Month On”