I leave for Atlanta in 9 days. It’s funny, because I knew when I sat down to write Threads that I was writing the show for the express purpose of touring it on the fringe festival circuit, but I still can’t believe it’s really happening. I’ve been freaking out on a constant basis for the last month, and then a couple of days ago I saw this phrase in an email newsletter I rarely do more than glance at…
Worry is negative prayer.
It just hit me that I don’t want to practice negative prayer. I don’t like what I put myself through when I do it. This strange calm came over me. It’s going to be okay. I’m going to be okay. I know my show, I know the story, and I am about to have the chance to share it with complete strangers across the continent. This is everything I am. This is what I work for and what I live for: wonderful adventures and fleeting encounters with random people. Little joys and huge discoveries. In fact, in a larger sense this is what the play is about.
I think I’m having an artgasm in anticipation. 🙂
You’re not “going to be okay.” You ARE okay. Your play rocks. There’s nothing in this world more right, more representative of what should be, than you on a stage. 🙂
I’m from Atlanta and I’m so disappointed I’ve just discovered your talents! I would have love to come! You are truly an amazing, fun, sexy lady! Hope to meet you one day!
Love….Miss GA Pole Peach