5 Star Review Day

Well, this morning's show was quiet, but we had a friend in the audience (Calli from the Abbey pub) and a reviewer, who will now be my friend forever. He gave us a fantastic review for the Broadway Baby publication. We were awarded 5 stars, which (trust me) is a big deal here. Stars are the currency of self worth.

To celebrate we're having a sit down dinner at a nearby café. We've just been informed that there's a 20 minute wait to order any food (the Fringe Festival has stretched most café staffs pretty thin). I'll type away until we can order supper.

After we did our show this morning, I was beating myself up about the silence of the audience. . and Glenn (I love him) informed me that he could see the audience's backs and people were shaking, with silent laughter, and covering their mouths, so their laughter wouldn't escape.

I headed over to Fringe Central 2, to attend the first of three classes I took today.
A panel discussion, focusing on stand-up comedy. I'm not a stand-up, but there were plenty of universal things discussed. Sam Wills was one of the panelists, and he wrote and performed the most popular show of the 2012 Fringe. The Boy With Tape on His Face. It was fun to see him up close, since we hadn't been able to get a ticket to his show in 2012, it was totally sold out.

Sam Wills admitted to setting goals, and having not only a 5 year plan, but a 20 year plan. Success often seems to follow preparation and hard work. It's only on reality television that people become famous without having any discernible talent.

My next class was at Fringe Central 1, and it was called Staying Motivated. It was extremely relevant, and presented by the British Equity Union, which is a UK union for professional actors. There were many helpful suggestions during the presentation. I'm pretty sure I took a class nearly like it, back in 2012. I like the idea of filling a box with good reviews, and happy things that you're grateful for. Then, if you're having a down day, you can take a look through your past successes. Also helpful was the idea of setting goals, which Sam Wills had just mentioned in the previous workshop.

My final workshop was about playwriting and it was taught by Stef Smith, the author of Swallow, playing at the Traverse Theatre during the Fringe. She had us do two different writing exercises, and we explored the ideas of form, character and content. The time flew. It's hard to limit myself to this number of workshops in a day, or only see that many plays in a day. It's so hard to exercise self-restraint when there's this smorgasbord of things that I enjoy. Was it Benjamin Franklin that advised moderation, in all things? Well, Mr. Franklin never attended a Fringe.

Glenn saw one play today while I was taking classes. It was called Stain, and it was written by Mark Westbook and performed at theSpace@SurgeonsHall. After he saw the play there was a fire alarm in our apartment building. Waiting on the street for the 'all clear', he ran into the man who manages theSpace venues. He informed Glenn of our 5 star review, and Glenn went into producer mode. He went to the pound store (everything costs one pound), and got glue sticks and then headed to Fringe Central to use their copy machine to print off stars. Then he spent the next hour, gluing stars onto our postcards/flyers. Did I mention I love that man? We whooped and hollered when we finally saw each other. The review was that good. In fact, it will have pride of place in the special box where good reviews will live. Did I mention that I found a box? I found this box yesterday, among folders and office garbage that someone had tossed out. It's a really nice box, the kind you buy in an office supply store, and I figured it might come in handy at some point. Voila!