June 20, 2015

Made it finally to the studio. After setting it (mostly) to rights after the last flood– the most recent flood, I should say–I did work and was happy. Several clumps of tourists made it up the stairs and had a gawk. This is not the usual thing. Left when my braying neighbor compromised the quiet. Revised We Gather Together. This activity was inspired by the play at Flat Rock, as WGT was designed as one of those unchallenging feel-good romps (about Thanksgiving, yet) that the timidest community theater might put on without confusion or blush--and which is certainly better even at that than the one I saw the other night. I lack only preferment. I lack only agency. Satisfying supper at Avenue M. And home before dark.