Creeping Crud

A quick entry for those who wonder where I’ve gone to. And thanks for asking.

I’ve also been wondering where I’ve gone and I think that the rush of journal entries during rehearsals and opening and the first couple of weeks constitute Chapter 1. Not that I thought about it in those terms while I was writing about them, but that’s what I’m thinking now.

I have all of these notes for things to write about and make new notes every day, but I think I’m in hesitation mode as to how Chapter 2 begins.

Also there is a new kind of Colony Crud making the rounds of the Company. During rehearsals we all shared a bronchial infection which was exacerbated by the heavy smoke from the wildfire that continues to smolder nearby. Now that affliction has cleared up and there is a new treat; a stomach flu kind of thing. There is a day of fever, yesterday for me; a day of feeling like you’ve been run over by a truck, today for me. Next up: a day of throwing up, followed by a day (or two) of diarrhea. I am of course in denial that I will have to go through the next steps. The only part that worries me is the fact that Father Martin spends all of Pot Scene, Small Assembly, Parapet and Large Assembly lying in his bed on stage. I’m already planning discreet exit strategies if I have an attack of the screaming shits during a quiet moment. The Wise Actor thinks about these things.

Anyway – the early stages of this crud have left me without the motivation to write for the past couple of days.

Thanks for continuing to check in here. I’ll be back for the start of Chapter 2.