I interrupt my typing to… type something else. I have been typing into my laptop the script for He Laughed Himself to Death, the interactive murder mystery dinner theatre to be presented by Ilion Little Theatre at Morningstar Methodist Church in Ilion, NY on April 1. Phew, that was a mouthful.
Yes, I am late getting the script typed up, but we have not started rehearsals yet, so I am OK. Luckily, murder mysteries do not take as much rehearsal time as full-length plays.
The murder mystery takes place at a special stockholders meeting of Gorman’s Gotchas, a company that makes novelty jokes such as plastic poo, whoopy cushions, exploding cigars, etc. The founder of the company, Norman Gorman, wants to sell out to a conglomerate called Corporate Realignment Associated Products, but others in the company do not want to sell. They are also a little tired of Norman’s incessant practical joking. I really think I need to go to the store and purchase some plastic poo. To inspire myself if nothing else.
I have experienced this problem before: I spend some good time working on another writing project, then I have no oomph left to make my blog post. Then again, I did threaten yesterday to have a Wuss-out Wednesday today. I wonder if I will be able to manage something better than a Non-Sequitur Thursday tomorrow. Oh dear.
In my defense, Steel Magnolias opened last weekend and continues this weekend. True, I have not had rehearsals every night this week as I did last week. But I am still tired. I am not a young woman, and I do not lead the healthiest lifestyle. I’ll have to work on that. I’ll be sure to write a blog post about it when I do.