Mister Wibbles Sez. . .

The worst part of my evening is the last fifteen minutes before curtain. All the little boxes on my list have checks in them. All the props have been counted thrice. We’ve gone over the cues until it all feels smooth. And I sit here, trying to figure out how to keep myself sane.

In October, I stage managed a production called Poe on Poe, adapted (by our director) from the poems and tales of Edgar Alan Poe. It was an amazing show, if I do say so myself (and I do, too). Throughout, Poe sits upon a balcony, discussions of his work (quoting directly from his various essays) [...]

You want a look into the mind of a stage manager mid-show? This is what I wrote during some of my free time Saturday night before the show:
I can handle them making fun of me “behind” my back. I know about it, and bitching is harmless. I can handle the contempt when they speak to [...]

I love this show, but it definitely has its extremes in ups and downs. Not quite as extreme downs as with Fifth of July, but ones that definitely try my patience.
We’ve got one actress who feels the need to constantly make sure we understand the reason why whatever we’re commenting on isn’t her fault, even [...]