I can barely contain myself. Last night I was up late looking through the Rogue website, checking out shows I want to see - and of course, I got to speak to Mia Paschal in the middle of the night. My voice has been checking out for whole days at a time lately, so I'm really scratchy and hoarse - I don't know if Mia heard me very well, but I certainly heard her - and she's excited about Rogue as well. Her new show sounds amazing. I can't wait to see it.
This morning, my baby woke up at 4am for a feeding - so while I rocked him back to sleep, I read through my show again. All of a sudden I came up with a poem that had been floating around in my head for weeks. I'd written a line out on a piece of scratch paper a while back - just a line that sounded cool but I had no idea why or what I was supposed to do with it. This morning it just took shape right before my eyes. I couldn't believe it. I love it when it flows like that! And voila - it fit perfectly in front of another poem that had needed something to soften its tone. I believe my show is complete at this point. All that it needs is an audience. Won't you join me? (I feel like Mr. Rogers.)
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