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The only thing I have done today is I go to the shop and buy £10 I can’t afford on chocolate, sweets and carbs. 

I don’t know how I’m going to get through these next two months.



“I dunno, just laying face down on the couch and waiting for some baby boomers to die, I guess” — Millennials, when asked about plans for the future 



Pretentious selfie.

Pretentious selfie.



“Art exists purely to show you a way out—of loneliness, of darkness—into a very select club of unique individuals which, as it turns out, includes absolutely everyone.

I cannot think of a higher purpose on this planet than to do your part in that great work. Finding the exits, pointing them out. Being the first through the door to make sure it’s safe. Opening the windows, letting the light in. Sometimes dragging people screaming across the threshold, but mostly just shrugging if they don’t want to hear it yet. Because the thing about loneliness is, it’s not a natural state and it’s not something that finds an equilibrium: It’s a negative space, a vacuum, with whole worlds poised and trembling to come rushing in.

Faith, Hope, Charity, Love: These are all verbs that accomplish it, on their way toward some other purpose. Art is the only human activity that was designed—specifically, and solely—for the purpose of reaching across time and space so that one person can say to another person, ‘There. I have felt this too. And now we are both so much less alone.’ To shred the dark into little pieces, and put things right again.” — Jacob Clifton, whose amazing, hilarious, humanist Television Without Pity recaps I will miss very dearly. 



I saw A View From the Bridge last night. It was superb. Van Hove’s direction was as incredible as ever, the design was fantastic and the acting was all around excellent. Nicola Walker was so wonderful. I then snuck into the Press Night party, where I said well done to her, in passing and saw her chatting to the guy who played Mace.

And all this was entirely last minute as a friend called with a spare ticket about 20 minutes before it opened. 

What a lovely evening.

Oh wait, did I not mention the FREE WINE.

I saw A View From the Bridge last night. It was superb. Van Hove’s direction was as incredible as ever, the design was fantastic and the acting was all around excellent. Nicola Walker was so wonderful. I then snuck into the Press Night party, where I said well done to her, in passing and saw her chatting to the guy who played Mace.

And all this was entirely last minute as a friend called with a spare ticket about 20 minutes before it opened.

What a lovely evening.

Oh wait, did I not mention the FREE WINE.

STOP HAVING FEELINGS HOLLY. IT IS INCONVENIENT. 



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Someone wrote a review for the play I directed. And it’s fine. But try saw the first night when it was shaky and there was a massive fuck off pause because something went wrong backstage. So it sounds really amateur and shitty and it wasn’t. Wah.

I am being over hard because I am on a down mood and am over tired.



I’ve directed a play for Women’s History Month.

It’s on TODAY, TOMORROW AND SATURDAY in Central London. It’s based on Euripedes’ Trojan Woman and is part modernisation, part car crash. It’s got some bloody great roles for women and it features all your greek faves; mad Cassandra, Hecuba, Andromache, Polyxena  and of course Helen. Plus bonus “sub text” lesbians who actually kiss on stage. If you like classics, theatre, feminism or any combination of those things, you should come check it out. 

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My education book is keepin it real

nocashforknowledge:

My education book is keepin it real