June 11, 2019

The Dean of All Souls is retiring at the end of summer. It’s a shock, though there’s no reason it should be. One does one thing, then one does another.

Good work at the studio– excellent days, all in all, I managing to get in at least a little of everything I want to do. Diligently studying my music. Pulling weeds. Writing like a fiend.

Andrew giving correct notes at rehearsal. The level of paraphrase and line mangling shocks a playwright, who shouldn’t have been looking at the script. But, overall, one’s central emotion is gratitude that people should be going to all that trouble for one’s play.