Talking about Touch
A follow-up for you content-lovers out there:
I just got back home from my second design run of Touch. Something happened tonight.
Something Something Something.
Something Something Something Something I can’t tell you yet. That was EIGHT somethings, not one that got repeated. EIGHT. SEPARATE. SOMETHINGS.
I will say this: I have never had to take care not to spill tears onto my computer while I took notes for a cue list before. While gut laughing as if my life depended on it. That is a first for me now. I keep that with me from this point on.
The cast and crew have been exploring the specific and for me whole-body-shuddering content of Touch over at the New Leaf Blog for a couple weeks now, and I’ll be weighing in, oh… Thursday.
I think this play might have cured my insomnia for one night. I’m going to need to go hug my wife now.
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