Hello! It’s time! It’s today! It’s happening! All my pens are sharpened and papers neatly tucked outside of where they should be. It seems I’m a little rusty, which is how I’m walking into our first Wild Swans rehearsal today, despite obsessive preparation and cannot-eat-my-bagel level excitement.
We started work on Wild Swans back in 2016, when it was called Wives Tales. Naively, we thought we would have the whole thing researched, written, staged and wrapped in four months, which is hilarious to me now. This show wouldn’t be anywhere close to where it is today without the last three years. We all know it, and yet I think there’s also something to be said about the potential danger of the play-development-whirlpool – of re-writes and planning and plans falling through and falling through plans – of making adjustments and faking adjustments and adjusting adjustments before adjusting them again. Of getting stuck in the talk of the thing rather than the walk of it. And so I don’t know. I guess it’s about balance. What is that, anyway?
Sarah’s created something for Sonderlust that is really special, and today we get to dive in! We’ve taken all of our swimming lessons, doggy-paddled around the kiddie pool, and stood on the shore’s edge staring at the horizon (I don’t know, we’re somewhere with a beach and a pool. a resort maybe, or a trailer park), theorizing about what the water feels like beyond getting our feet wet, but today we dive in. Despite the reasons not to – and over the past few months there have been at least 87 (‘Waves very high! Swim at own peril! Death will occur, yada yada yada) – today we dive in. And I just have such gratitude for/confidence in the team of people suited up to take the plunge. I am so lucky to be a part of it all. Or watch them freeze from the sidelines. Lovingly of course, and with awe, while holding a clipboard. That is all I really want to send out into the universe today. Plus please come see!
You can learn to read life while life is happening – a scuba diver lies first in the water and waits until the entire ocean floor below begins to move. This is how I study. I listen until there is movement and then I begin to swim. – Anne Bogart