This week we bring to you a Williamston Theatre journal entry from Annie Martin, FLAP playwright!
Blogging . . . what a word. I’d much rather read someone’s blog then write my own, but our dear Tony has asked that I contribute to the Theatre’s blog. Hence what you are reading right now.
I love this show. Does that make me sound vain? I’m not talking about my script. To be honest I wish I could still tweak lines and fix a few things. We changed things up until two days before the official opening on the 13th of July. I could have kept going, but that’s not fair to anyone. I guess. Aside from my thoughts on the script, I love everything about this show. The actors are great. Teri and Dana make me sound like a genius—so I really appreciate that. Strong women with vulnerability are hard, but they threw themselves into it and I think we all had a fun time in our collaboration. I don’t just write a script and walk away after it’s done. I was at rehearsals—listening & watching. And I would change and add things based on their interpretations of Gail and Naomi. The actors could talk to me about what doesn’t feel right and then I would ignore them and tell them to suck it up (that last part isn’t true). A play isn’t a play until there are actors, directors, designers, and everyone else that makes a play. A script is just the first step.
Anyway I love these women. They are fantastic! And the men . . . well the men are wonderful too. Brian and Jesse were great to work with. The part about Bill’s earring in the play—Brian inspired that addition to the script during rehearsals.
The glue that held us all together was the director, Lynn. She’s a feisty red-head and I really loved that. I think we had a fabulous and horrid time (I don’t want to speak for her). Of course there are days when you think, “this isn’t going to work” but then Lynn would be there to console me and tell me everything would be okay. Or vice versa. We were a team—Thelma and Louse, Lucy and Ethel, Ying and Yang.
There are many unsung heroes who dedicated themselves to the show like Joe, Erica, and all the designers and folks at the Theatre. Nothing is possible without them.
So I hope you are getting my point. I don’t know exactly what it is, but I know I love the show and it has been fun sitting in the audiences watching you all watch the show for the first time. I see different reactions every single time. You’ll notice me because I’m the one not watching the show but staring at you. The audience is the last important key ingredient to any show.
It is amazing that a script I’ve been working on for 2 years is about to complete it’s run (we’ve got two more weekends left, so come and see it again). I’m sad and happy, and I think a little PMSed to tell you the truth.
I don’t know what I’ll work on next. I can’t even think about it. All I’m thinking about is this stupid towel bar I’m trying to hang in our new house. Yep, I’ve got a new house, but no bats yet and no murders have occurred here . . . at least I haven’t seen any tour buses.
Thanks again for coming to see the show and if it made you laugh, smile, or even talk about it afterwards, then I did my job. If not, what’s wrong with you?