This weird thing on my eyelid just keeps on growing. I know a friend (who is an eye specialist) has dismissed it as being part of my bad diet, but I'm starting to worry a little...probably because I've googled it too much and there's so much stuff on there that I don't need to see.
Productive day, tying up Brighton Fringe stuff, and all other admin - feels like I'm already set for next year's fringe. Well, it's the usual, isn't it? I have one really good thing on the go, and about seven other projects which currently only exist as really cracking titles. The actors I'm writing shows for keep asking for the scripts, and asking when there will be ready...when I have more time. Any time I have left is spent booking tour dates for those shows, which aren't written yet. And so the typical cycle of panic nearer the time begins. I should learn by now.
Morning/afternoon spent sorting admin and making notes for the sitcom-podcast thing that Alan and I are doing next year.
After that four private lessons - all awesome today, brilliant stuff, brilliant students.
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