heart's filthy lesson

the countdown.  tomorrow, the show begins.  the reservations are packed -- wait-listers and late-comers will have to sit on the floor, if we can even fit them in.  saturday's a bit more open, but i have a feeling a lot of folks are thinking of just showing up and they may have to be turned away.

 

which is good, but i just hope we'll reach a wide range of people.  it's my first solo go so any amount is a good start, but... well, between me and the cast and crew, we've got a LOT of friends... and i'm really thankful for all the friends who are coming, but i'd really like people who don't know me to get to see it, too... that sounds greedy and perhaps presumptuous, but for all the work we've all done, i want everyone who wants to see this thing to get a chance to see it...

 

i know anything can happen the next two days.  i don't want to jinx it either way.  i have trouble being anything more than cautiously optimistic about ANYTHING.  which makes it really difficult for me to talk up my own work.

 

but...

 

i feel good about this work.  as much as it scares the shit out of me, i want people to come see this.  the cast are tremendous.  come what may, i'm proud of this.  i've done the best that i could with my time and resources, and i am looking forward to this.  i don't know what people are expecting, and i'm not sure i'm going to be giving them what they're expecting, but i hope it's in a good way.  i've been talking about this fucker for so long, i'd better deliver on something...