From Julieanne Pogue

“Boston Marriage”, January 14

So we DIDN’T have a run-through for the tech folk, because they never showed up. We worked the last of Act One and will do the first ten of Act Two tonight.

Tempest…teapot…combine to make a sentence.

I attended rehearsal doped up on antihistamines, which I had eschewed for seventeen years due to drug interactions with other regular medication. I floated through the lines, giggling the while, and speaking barely above a whisper, as my doctor advised. Coughing, wheezing, dripping merrily.

But my voice stayed on to the end which was a miracle.

(But Becky ran me through lines for the first act and I could barely remember or connect a one which is terrifying. How can one act when on drugs? It defies description – the lack of cohesion in one’s brain, the sense of being lost in a buzzing hive of words, or, worse, in a vacuum of silence!)

I remember a young woman we had taken on tour through Professional Artist Productions in Nashville, who we found had been tippling before performance. One night, she came on stage raging drunk, and the stage manager had to walk the rest of her part. My heart went out to her, because I knew she was troubled, but the utter fear I experienced looking into her eyes and finding no one at home was something I hope never to feel again on stage. So I can imagine how my poor compadres felt last night as Miss Beasley galumphed about the hall, unavailable.

I dunno, maybe I’m too serious about all this.

I’m going to have to go to town earlier and stay at a friend’s house during the day to study. I’m so distracted here that time for study seeps out of my toes and THIS CANNOT CONTINUE!!

We have time and, to steal a phrase from our dear ex-con, Martha, that’s a GOOD thing!

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