I’m on the home stretch. It’s one-thirty in the morning here in Cascadia, yet the idea of stopping to sleep borders on absurdity. I just reached the bottom of p127 of a show that I had estimated would run 135 pages in standard script format for a musical play. I’ve been writing for so long that it’s difficult to conceive of slowing down and doing some light reading before bedtime, but I know it’s the right thing to do.
I did go back after the last post and remove the four unnamed Kids from the cast as well as the entire Mainstream Chorus Line, whose players were doubled from other parts. This significantly reduces the concentration of actors who will need to be onstage at any given time, although it only reduces the cast size from 27 to 23. That’s probably about right, because I definitely need for this to have the feel of a large cast traditional musical without being too unwieldy.
After that, there was about a day and a half when I couldn’t put pen to paper, but since about 4pm Tuesday afternoon I’ve been working on the final Scene incessantly when I haven’t been hassled by sudden personal problems of almost maddening proportions. I did succeed in filling out my application for the new position and submitting it to the pertinent people. In fact, all aspects of life pertaining to work and to my church have been proceeding very well, but just about every other aspect of life is in such disarray right now, I truly fear that when I finally write the words THE END at the bottom of this document, I will not only find myself completely depressed, but possibly even collapse from utter exhaustion, after which I may find myself in a coma for weeks to come.
Anyway, that’s the buzz if you wanna know what’s happening. This blog post was my wind-down. Time to catch some sleep.