Sent the evening in one of my favorite places, The Alchemist Theatre, with some of my favorite people, including my favorite stage manager from A Lady in Waiting. I also caught up with the prominent director of Penelopiad. On top of that, we were proposed a brand new festival for Shakespeare, and I finished a good number of marketing tasks for many different theaters.

What I found strange, or perhaps strangely predictable, that even when we were deep in discussion of what is needed to solve the widening gap between theatre for fun and theatre for art, we drifted more often into nostalgia and shared frustration with past shows and, worse, people. But it’s par for the course and it’s easier than solving the problem than to blame it on someone. BUT IT IS THEIR FAULT.

Nevertheless, all of them felt the same way as I have often intimated here and elsewhere, which left me with whose conflicting feelings of “Yay! I’m not alone!” and “Boo! I’m not a unique snowflake!”

Still, I’m taking what happiness I can from being simultaneously challenged and inspired to create great collaborations again.