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April 12, 2008
One Flea Spare
I read the most amazing play this evening. That's the title, there, the title to this post as well.
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And apparently that's all I can say about it. That it was amazing. They're doing it here in the fall, and I'm helping the director out next weekend by reading it for her with some other friends, so she can hear it with voices. I would love to actually perform it, but someone far better than me might come along and get the role I'd fit instead, so I need to not get my hopes up. But goodness. What a play.
When Polyphemos hopped up in my lap for a snooze just now (an event which has never happened before), I started reading it again. It's that kind of good. Finish the story, go back to the beginning and begin again good. Good good.
Posted by sally at April 12, 2008 11:24 PM
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