Last night was the first time I guided a tour through Valley of the Moon. It was, in a word, incredible.
The tour guide, I finally realized, is The One that can most make or break a show. Every actor is important, and adds to the success of an awesome show, but the tour guide is the one with the tour the most. (No, really?) The tour guide is often alone with the tour. If the guide fumbles, there is no one to rescue.
I did okay. I recovered when I fumbled. I didn’t lose any of the audience. No one broke a leg. From the laughter and talk, people really enjoyed themselves.
Calling that a win. ^___^
Joomla! continues to suck me in. I’m so impressed with the program, I can’t even tell you. I have to keep dismissing thoughts of running away to a commune where I can let all my hair grow and spend my days making Joomla! templates and sites, and my nights engaged in free-love or–uhh. I mean, making sites feels very creative, but is much easier than writing novels, so I am tempted though I know it could never work out.
Madness…ah, sweet madness.
I don’t even know what happened with NaNoPubYe’s Fall Warm-Up. I’ve never missed, never failed–and this year I never wrote. And now I’m thinking it’s only 20K, and I’ve still got most of three days…
My life is getting busier and I keep trying to figure out how that happened. In the past if I had one social engagement in a week, I felt pressured and harried. Now I have rehearsals and plays, friends I actually keep in touch with, work and a work committee, on top of the ZOMG!MUSTGETDONE of all the publishing stuff…
Apparently this is what is called having a life. I’m…not sure I care for it. But when I look to cut, there’s nothing there I’m willing to let go. So I guess I’ll go on, and hope I get used to it?