Today was the first read-through for In The Stones. The latest in a long line of steps that now leads on to a more directional path. I find shows are always a series of gateways; the idea stage, manifesting, starting again, completion, editing, casting, rehearsing etc. By passing through one door you suddenly find theContinue reading “Deleted Scene from ‘In The Stones’ – St Mark’s Eve”
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I’m chasing the moon in puddles
I’m chasing the moon in puddles,
See her glitter and glow,
She flirts, and flits and skitters away,
No matter how fast I might go.
Character is Flaws
Is this the beginning?
Or just the start
of a new second inning.