What are words in times like these?

Wow, just wow. That was an amazing night. Oh, readers, I wish you could have been there. It was magnificent. It wasn’t a full house, but it was close enough, and the whole production went off without a hitch. The leads both hit their beats just like I told them to, the stage production was perfect, and the critics in front row seemed to enjoy it. They had goofy smiles on their faces, even during the serious scenes, which confused me.
Bah, best not to dwell on it. The afterparty was as amazing as I’d expected it to be. Libations, a smoke machine (which frightened me at first, until I realized it produced its vapors with dry ice), and a great cake for all the crew to partake of. It was magical. And it seems that my physicality has granted me another boon. I outdrank every other man at the party with only a mildly vertiginous sense of the world moving to show for it. Before long they were shouting my name in a drunken exultation. Now all that’s left is to check the forthcoming reviews I’m actually quite excited to read what the critics thought of it.
Anyway, it’s off to bed for me. Until next time, dear readers, you scribes of the interwebs, you cataloguers of the vast unknown, supporters of the hidden, you who raise the nameless unto digital godhood, until next time.

3 Responses to “What are words in times like these?”

  1. theimprobableone Says:

    Congratulations on opening your show!

    Whatever the critics say about it, be proud of your accomplishment. People were listening to your words and hopefully being moved and enlightened. Critics are notoriously cruel. Seriously, don’t worry about it if they say anything negative.

    I hope one day I’ll get a chance to see the play.

  2. Bug Says:

    I’m so glad it went down well!

    And was the above guy said: don’t worry too much. critics often have very varied opinions about shows, what’s great to one of them can be not so great to another. Look to your audience, and you’ll see that you have effected somebody. That’s important. That’s what a writer strives for no matter what.

    You know when I was a teenager, I did a creative scriptwriting class. I remember on the last day they brought in some actors to read what we had done, and I always remember what it was like having my words spoken aloud. It brings them to life, doesn’t it? It was just a couple of actors, sitting in a small classroom with a barely written script, and yet when they read it…

    Well, I think I know a tiny fraction of what it must have felt like that night.


  3. Genndy Oda C.O.G. Says:

    Darn. I wanted to see it. Anyways, congratulations, Adam!