Sunday, June 27, 2004
Sunny and gorgeous
Is a residency at a writer’s colony necessary for me? I printed out the application for MacDowell Colony. It’s been a place to which I’ve wanted to apply for awhile. But do I really need a residency? I carve out my own time, and I like having my kitchen and the cats nearby. Yet the thought of spending several weeks in New Hampshire in a studio with my meals provided is also enticing. But do I want to go through the politics of it? I had such a horrible experience with the staff of Yaddo a few years ago (they told me I wasn’t famous enough or commercial enough to be worthy of a residency there) that I’m not sure I want to deal with the whole thing again. Yet my time at both Palenville and Dorset were wonderful. Do I want MacDowell because I truly think it’s the best place for me to work, or because I want the prestige of attending MacDowell? And how will I feel if they reject the application? Is there, perhaps, a better place for me to work? And, since I work well at home, do I really need to go somewhere else? If I do need to go somewhere else, what about renting an apartment-like space where I can do my own cooking? Since so much of my creative process is connected to cooking – which means the next five weeks of full show weeks will stifle that part of me – do I really want to be in a place where I can’t rattle around the kitchen any time I want?
I should probably ask the cards.
The BTP play is pressing on me. I have to spit out the first draft tonight or my head will explode. I tried to work on the hockey draft article, and kept getting interrupted by the BTP characters.
Sundays tend to be good writing days for me, but my prime hours will be spent in the matinee. How to deal with that frustration, and not punish those around me?
Today is a day where I feel as though I’m a wishbone being tugged at by two completely separate Muses, who find it quite amusing that each will only end up with a portion of me.
What a beautiful day! I would have loved to take my notebook and write in the park somewhere. However, there was a matinee to be done.
Too many people who work on the show are overtired and have no life outside of it. They get in snippy territorial fights with each other. It gets wearing. Stop whining, improve your attitude, and if you’re unhappy, get a job somewhere else. There’s a lack of professionalism among certain members of the crew that I find unacceptable. And it’s by those who have no life outside the building. However, that’s not my problem. Fortunately, a friend was working today and we could give each other Reality Checks. Therefore, no limbs were broken and neither one of us quit. We have the option to leave, because both of us have lives. Everyone has that option, but too many would rather stay in a negative situation and whine than take action and be responsible for their own lives. My patience and tolerance for those has always been low; at this point it’s non-existent.
Unfortunately, it sapped the energy for the BTP play. Hopefully, I can get that back later tonight, because I want to start it today. Waiting until tomorrow puts too much pressure on tomorrow. But we’ll see. I may just wait and do it after I run some errands in the morning and work straight through until Tuesday. An actors’ strike would be helpful right now, as long as it didn’t last too long. That’s sort of tongue-in-cheek, but not really. Do I want a strike? No, not really. Do I think what the actors are fighting for is both valid and important? Absolutely. In spite of what Management claims, the salaries of those who work a production (excluding overpriced stars) a very small percentage of a show. Management claims high ticket prices are caused by labor, but it’s a falsehood. And what they want to take away in this situation is ludicrous. Non-equity tours are as unfair to audience members as they are to professional theatre workers. The audience pays the same ticket price, but for inexperienced people not given the tools to do their best work.
Fortunately, Con Ed settled. I have to say, I chuckled when the Con Ed workers “rehearsed” picketing yesterday. Um, carry a sign, walk in a circle and chant. Not brain surgery!
I’m trying to analyze the data from the last six rounds of the NHL draft, and I’m a little disturbed because several names I thought would be in the first three rounds aren’t there AT ALL. Must do some digging.
Will try to recoup some energy to tackle BTP.