Sunday, May 22, 2011

Countdown


There's a frisson in the air around me as we rehearse and plan and plot and have random outbursts of exuberance around The Grand Opening of The Play.

I am reminded once again that building a passionate life for one's self is the only way to live in this short and often damp-squid infested paths we are on.

For who hasn't been beset by disappointments and frustrations and just trudging along raising the children, working in jobs we often hate, putting food on the table and a roof over all of it? None of us have that exemption certificate. We often have to defer the day when we can live in our bliss and do what we damn well wanted to do for the last twenty-thirty-forty years. If we are still alive, that is. Or it hasn't been kicked out of us.

I feel incredibly fortunate that I can bloom this late in life. To sit down in a lovely old Newfoundland pub yesterday and meet with some other late blooming kindred spirits and chew over plays and books and short stories and funding and arts grants and lighting and sound and the best stages and Irish playwrights. And feel part of this creative force. And be asked to maybe act again. Something I hadn't thought about at all. And a director suggesting a film of my play. (What?) And secretly nursing the knowledge I had recently been awarded an arts council grant for who wants to brag. Me. Artiste. Validation. Small grant. But an affirmation of value as I had to submit my play to the committee.

Another lovely thing. I was five minutes late to the rehearsal last Thursday through no fault of my own. And as I walked into the theatre, I was greeted by music - the cast had already started working on some challenging harmonies. No one sitting around waiting - loving the play so much they had already begun without their director.

I pinch myself. As if this is some kind of dream I am living and I will wake up.

Never in a million years did I expect this kind of life.

Yeehaw!

14 comments:

  1. And you have sense enough and graciousness enough to admit it. Congratulations my talented and resourceful friend.

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  2. that sounds wonderful and I wish I could see it. I am slowly working my way through my rewrite. Bought the domain name.
    Looking forward to the production with teen agers this fall.

    We have a theater here that loves to do new work, hmmm. They have already shown an interest in doing my play in 2013 and taking it to a theater contest.

    wish us all luck.

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  3. How fabulous it must be to see your own creative work being put on stage - and so much enjoyed by others. And how fabulous that your life is blooming so unexpectedly.

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  4. You are a lucky duck. Good for you! You deserve it and more to come.

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  5. I am so delighted for you. Many Congratulations, may you dance on air for years to come!

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  6. I'm so pleased to read of your happiness - euphoria even, or is it serendipity WWW?

    Break a leg with your play. That sounds terribly wrong but I think it's what those in the biz say ;-)

    "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!!!"

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  7. you sound so happy, wish i could see the play

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  8. Enjoy! You've surely earned every bit of it.

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  9. I wish I could be there to enjoy the play with you. All the best

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  10. this post makes me so happy! so happy for you!

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  11. Congratulations on all such happy events.

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  12. Oh I hear you Late Bloomer you! Wow! Good for you!

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  13. You are such a beautiful writer, thank you for the many many lovely posts you have shared, I truly love reading them.

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  14. Love this. I'm so glad it's going well. Creative activity is a vital solace.

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