Running on two consecutive nights of 4 hours of sleep or less, and a whole day of zipping all over Victoria, I found myself standing backstage as the clock crept closer and closer to 22:00; our curtain time.
I’m still not satisfied with the first few moments of the show. I think I had it at some point, but I’ve never felt good about it since we opened in Edmonton, after our July tour break. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but it’s not working anymore, and I’m not sure what to do to fix it. But I did pump as much energy as I could into it, and I didn’t flag… not then, and not at any point in last night’s show.
I had thought the audience would be loaded with fellow Fringe artists; but it turns out no one I knew was there at all. No matter: it kept me chugging through at full blast, despite a front-row sleeper mid-way through the play. In general, the audience was responsive and attentive, and I felt I had certainly earned the applause at the end of the show.