It’s been a long couple of weeks, you guys. I had a much more visceral reaction to this show that is normal, and I have to hand it to the cast for that reaction. It’s a pretty powerful and important musical and I’m proud to be working on it. The downside, as you’ve noticed, is that basically, all my other work has swirled off into the great black hole of mental space-time.
However, now that the show is open and we’re on a regular run schedule, I’m starting to get myself back on track. I’ve realized that while I can work just about anywhere, I need to have some kind of consistency about it. The same time every day, the same (or damn close) setup of my laptop, some music, and a cup of coffee. I can’t have people constantly swirling around me or talking at me. It’s been pretty interesting, actually, trying to get work done in odd places and strange times at the theatre.
So I’m home in the mornings now, working out my new schedule for the next couple of weeks. Get up, take a walk, have some coffee. Take The Boy to school and when I get back, I sit down and get cracking at the doing room table. Yeah, I have a desk upstairs, and yeah my family wanders in and out, but mostly they let me work and knowing they’re around is comforting. Okay, usually it’s comforting.
I discovered a few months back that I work well in sprints, so I’ll set my alarm and plow through 45 or so minutes of writing or plotting or edits and then take a break so my mind doesn’t crumple under the strain. It’s good to be getting words down again, finally. Even if they’re more character sketch, unconnected scenes, or general rambling. I know I’m brewing the next few things to get out to you guys, and the process settles something in my soul.
Wish me luck, though. School’s out in two weeks.