Tuesday_night_ramble
I feel like blogging tonight - it's not that late but I'm usually in bed by now on a week night.
Maybe it's the imminent start of a war, the full moon (which looked an amazing bloated orange against a Grey-blue sky over the moors tonight) or maybe it's the nervousness caused by the looming play.
The play is on Friday, April 4th - so a few days yet to go. But I still don't know all my lines and I'm not sure I have found the voice - the true character - of Gabriel yet. He is ultimately a psychopath, a control-freak,, a bad man .. I can be accused of being sometimes short fused and a bit frowny when not peddling lame banter, but psycho I'm not. Dark minded sometimes, yes, who isn't. And whilst he is charming and smooth tongued, I'm mostly shy (not always but it's often there). So...
So how do I conjure up this character? Hit the hills this weekend and snare a rabbit? Lure a hiker up the moors , molest them and then whack them with a spade - yep - all in the play ;) - to see what it's like? Hmmm - don't think so. I need a hook , a role model and I'm not there yet. But hey, if you don't see the play ever, what does it matter… and if you do see it, let me know if I did it - convinced you this was a real person.
Goals after doing the play - learn to circular breathe as I want to get into the Didgaridoo Anita got me. Start thinking about the exhibition in May 2004 - eek. That's the creative side, feeds into the spiritual side, which I think I have neglected for a while.. even tho Anita bought me a crystal for the window - LOL - I also want to plan our/the kids future a bit better (okay - we don't plan anything! ) - turning 39 on Monday got me thinking about the level of debt we (and most like us) are in, the lack of dosh for the future etc… ugh., how did I get from Plays, to Art to Pensions in one blog? Laters
I feel like blogging tonight - it's not that late but I'm usually in bed by now on a week night.
Maybe it's the imminent start of a war, the full moon (which looked an amazing bloated orange against a Grey-blue sky over the moors tonight) or maybe it's the nervousness caused by the looming play.
The play is on Friday, April 4th - so a few days yet to go. But I still don't know all my lines and I'm not sure I have found the voice - the true character - of Gabriel yet. He is ultimately a psychopath, a control-freak,, a bad man .. I can be accused of being sometimes short fused and a bit frowny when not peddling lame banter, but psycho I'm not. Dark minded sometimes, yes, who isn't. And whilst he is charming and smooth tongued, I'm mostly shy (not always but it's often there). So...
So how do I conjure up this character? Hit the hills this weekend and snare a rabbit? Lure a hiker up the moors , molest them and then whack them with a spade - yep - all in the play ;) - to see what it's like? Hmmm - don't think so. I need a hook , a role model and I'm not there yet. But hey, if you don't see the play ever, what does it matter… and if you do see it, let me know if I did it - convinced you this was a real person.
Goals after doing the play - learn to circular breathe as I want to get into the Didgaridoo Anita got me. Start thinking about the exhibition in May 2004 - eek. That's the creative side, feeds into the spiritual side, which I think I have neglected for a while.. even tho Anita bought me a crystal for the window - LOL - I also want to plan our/the kids future a bit better (okay - we don't plan anything! ) - turning 39 on Monday got me thinking about the level of debt we (and most like us) are in, the lack of dosh for the future etc… ugh., how did I get from Plays, to Art to Pensions in one blog? Laters
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