Macbeth shall sleep no more

This weekend may have been even more crazy than the one I blogged about a couple of weeks ago.  Saturday I started off at 10 AM with a costume parade for "Macbeth" and "Taming of the Shrew," then Steph, Elena (our amazing stage manager), Melissa (my Lady M), and I went out to Pt. Fermin to look at the Ocean and do table work on the Macbeth and Lady Macbeth scenes.  And then I returned to Little Fish to do an 8 PM performance of "Dinner with Friends."  Today, I began at 10 AM with a Macbeth rehearsal, then I had a 2 PM matinee of "Dinner with Friends," and finally had a 4 hour rehearsal of "Taming of the Shrew."  I don't say this to brag, or complain, or for any other reason than to mention that my heart is full, and my tank is low. But I really want to talk about "Dinner with Friends" in this blog.  It's been a journey for me since I pitched it to Suzanne and Lisa last August.  As a company member of Little Fish, we

I've started writing this blog several times over the last two weeks.  Seems like a lot longer, but two weeks ago I had the fullest day of theatre in my life.  I had a company meeting for Shakespeare by the Sea.  Then we read "Macbeth."  I then went to our tech rehearsal for "Dinner with Friends."  From there, I drove to Hollywood for a production of "Macbeth Revisited."  It was awesome.  It was exhausting.  Since then, we have opened "Dinner with Friends."  We have closed "Macbeth Revisited."  And I have had meetings for "Macbeth."  I'm also doing fight choreography for Macbeth, as I did for Dinner with Friends.  I also did a bet of fight choreo for "Sylvia" at the Rubicon which had a very successful run last month.  So, I'm busy.  We only have 4 more performances of Dinner with Friends.  I have come to really love this production.  I mentioned before that the first read was so amazing that I was afr

This may be my favorite line in the play.  (The blood thing above).  I think before every really terrible decision I made in my life, I felt this way and said something like it.   "Fuck it, I've already gone this far."  This line also occurs to me every day as I make my epic journey from the South Bay to Hollywood to do the show.  There is a point after I've finally reached the 405 from south Torrance, and exited onto La Cienega, and made my way over to La Brea that I hit the half way point.  About 45 minutes in.  I say...what the hell I may as well go do the show instead of stopping at a bar to drink. Anyway, I did want to continue talking about Shakespeare's Army because I will never write that book (if you are asking "what book" go back and read my last blog, you bastards) and I didn't get very far into the list of those who serve in this Army. Lots of people have commented on how cool it is to have a female Banquo.  (And I think the gender-be