The sporadic ramblings of Emily C. A. Snyder - devoted to God, theatre, writing, and much randominity.

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Artistic Director and Co-Founder of TURN TO FLESH PRODUCTIONS. | Author of "Nachtstürm Castle," "Niamh and the Hermit." | Playwright: "Cupid and Psyche," "Math for Actors." | Classical director and educator.

Monday, October 30, 2006

Jumping without a Parachute

I've done it. Done it. I feel a bit weightless. It's out there. Everything's in motion. I feel deliriously light-headed and hearted. I'm positively giddy! I'd like to dance. I want to climb a rooftop. I want to shout it out. How insuprable it all seemed as I agonized over every word, every blasted comma, over each sentence and bullet-mark. And now it's quite literally, loverly out of my hands and into the cyphic void. It seems as though paper has flown from my hands like doves above the rooftops. Oh, good golly, I'm nearly twirling whilst sitting still. "Til then, sit still, my soul." No! By goodness! Dance!

Sleep is going to be quite impossible. I can tell. Oh, dear Lord, please bless me and it and all and everyone, amen. But especially for this particular special intention, if it is Your will. (And how, oh dearest Father, I hope it is Your will!)

Really must get to sleep. How silly everything has suddenly become....

Mood: Faaaaaaaaar superior to this entire weekend
Music: "Believe Me, Natalie" off the latest mix CD that has nothing in common but that I like the pieces so nyah
Goodness is: Completely destroying music with Jules and Pete earlier, as I played whatever piece they flipped to (even after a few bars) making a very silly musical evening indeed!
Patience: May be a virtue or even a fruit but is something I could use now!


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