May 18, 2018

Rehearsal infuriating last night, B up to his passive-aggressive shenanigans. That the world does not need his input at every (or at any) point does not seem to register. S thanked me for my patience.

Great and penetrating rains, several days together. I bless, my garden blesses.

Made my reservations for the Ohio trip.

Phone call from the woman who’s directing Waiting for the Witch in Cary. She’s having problems casting it because nobody seems to understand it. It is the simplest story in the world. One shrugs. She had other questions, but mostly talked about her own ten minute play, which was directed badly somewhere, and she wants to make sure she doesn’t subject mine to the same treatment. Something like that.

Began a novel, or a big story, about Tarzan. Watched Tarzan porn on the Internet.