Cutoff

Saturday night in London. I’ve done nothing to warrant being this tired. Madness.

Rehearsal today as we are trying to catch time when we have it to build this thing together. There’s about to be a big long gap for Christmas. We are gonna have to hit the ground running the new year. I’m not concerned at the moment though, the group is working well together.

We were looking at early shapes around some of the tricky short scenes where Benjy is gonna have to argue with himself. Some of the doubling is very tricky, which is always the case. Benjy has to have a scene with himself as Oliver and Frederick. It will come good – I remember Kaffe paying himself three times as Orsino and Feste and it was an absolute joy once we worked it out.

After rehearsal I just went home and stopped. I’d be asleep already if I hadn’t suddenly realised no scribblings. I’ve been slowly shutting down my head, section by section, with the help of the cats.

Lou has just finished work and she’s three hours ahead of me but I’m done for the week. Happy there’s a day offish tomorrow even if I’m now having to drive to rye and then back early doors Monday. Got cats to look after.

Ah I’m just not here for the scribbling tonight. I feel wiped out.

Yeah sorry can’t do it today. Nothing left in my head I’ve already shut those bits down.