October 5, 2022

Blue October sky. 

Yom Kippur

Charlie rapturous about the Bach concert. Glad my tickets ended so well. 

Discovered the letter JB wrote me explaining why they were no longer considering my Lincoln play for London, but were standing behind another project– which turned out to be Webber’s Love Never Dies, all in all the most useless theatrical ever put upon a stage. They could have done every play I’ve ever written, in London, for a 10th of what that monstrosity gobbled up.  But. . . there it is.