Moments of solace in recent, full to the brim, overly-busy days:
Managing to read some two and a half plays by the redoubtable Alfian Sa'at - my favourite 'local' poet - and realising his stuff for the stage is more than just a bit good. Now about halfway through Homesick and wondering how this got passed me when it was first aired.
Delighting in my drama guys' variations on the Reading the Will exercise (an old favourite) which I did with them this afternoon, prior to scripting a fully realised version for public performance in July.
Playing with a purpose.
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