First rehearsal went well last night I thought. I managed to speak so much that it was 9:15 by the time we'd finished the read through. So suffering from first day back at work-ness, I "let" them all go home.

It sounded kind of okay I thought. It's impossible to tell really whether the way I've craved up the lines makes any more or less sense than if the whole thing was spoken as a monolgue. Of course I think it does but I suspect I lack objectivity.

The cast seem to be suffering from frissons of fear about the whole venture. I must try hard not to make stupid facetious jokes and set their minds at ease.