So here I was after my demon battle last week, resolute but sad to not submit my play to this reading festival for which I'd been given a personal invitation from the producer. Just to do a dummy check about my instincts on this, I emailed my director and asked if he thought it was worth submitting the script in its current incarnation, or if I was right to think I shouldn't enter it since I know it needs some work. His reply was not at all what I expected:
"Yes, I would send the play. It's a great play and a work in progress."
I guess I had gotten so caught up in processing all the feedback after the reading and subsequently so focused on all the things that need to be fixed, that I forgot that at its core it's a great play. And one of the main purposes of reading series is to help develop works in progress. So, even though I am not going to get a rewrite done, I still get to submit my play. Whether or not she selects it, the producer will see that I can write. And that can only be a good thing.
Funny, is that whistling I hear? I turn and see my demon strolling off towards his favorite demon-watering hole, whistling a jaunty tune to himself. Even he seems content with this turn of events.
Never fear, I'm sure he'll be back to hound me soon enough.
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