Did I mention that I was (am, am going to be) in King Lear? Well, I expect I did, but here anyway to prove it is a photo of me with some of the other actors. I'm the one in the white dress, looking stern in an I'm-taking-myself-terribly-seriously kind of way... Yes, Cordelia, how did you guess?
I am also playing the Fool, which is fun too. I get to make lots of rather dirty jokes, not to mention do a brilliant impression of a horse eating buttered hay. (Confused at first, then dubious, then won over by the idea and thoroughly over-excited, since you ask. All in an unmistakeably equine fashion. It'll be worth seeing the play just for that... Promise.)
So today I was going to blog about the Internet and the fact that it's a Good Thing, after all... but I started and then realised it was going to take longer than I'd planned to write it. So I thought, nah, put that on hold, something with a picture would be better. And since pretty much all my time is taken up with rehearsals at the moment, King Lear sprang to mind.
This photo was posed, I hasten to add. For the local paper. Which hopefully will go some way to explaining why it looks so... odd. And why Lear's court has mysteriously been transformed to a cave. (Possibly a mystic cave.)
I just wanted to say that this morning I sacrificed my one lie in of the week to get up and finish reading the final third of Tyme's End. I think I was actually dreaming about it.
You really are a superb writer, you know, and both this book and The Traitor Game are very real and very alive stories. I know this is a bit of a random place to write this, but I couldn't find a way to send you an email. Perhaps you should have a 'click here to send me fabulous fan mail' link. Perhaps if you do I'll send you something longer saying why I thought Tyme's End was super, but for now maybe you'll feel pleased thinking of me going through the day slightly knackered after late night/early morning reading.
Wow. What a lovely comment - imagine me grinning like an idiot... :) I'm so glad you enjoyed it. And for it to be worth a lie-in - well, that's probably one of the highest compliments I've had! Thanks.
I am actually at this very moment trying to work out how to create a "click here to send me fabulous fan email" link.
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