Here’s Zan’s reflections on the pre-show talk and the reading . . . it’s a good read. 😀
Just a beginning note: Sorry this took so long to post. I really needed to process this entire adventure (and yes, it was indeed an adventure), let it settle and give the veil of seeing through excitement’s eyes a chance to part just a bit to reveal the real.
How coincidental — or appropriate — or self-indulgent? — is it that this post is all about my memories of attending a reading of a play in which the central theme is about memories? I am believing more and more often that everything and everyone is connected. Somehow.
The chance to see Richard Armitage on-stage. Not just as a guest on a morning show. (Although, that was an adventure I wouldn’t have missed either.) This was an opportunity to see him show his acting chops in a live setting. And it was one that I just didn’t want to miss. One…
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Thanks for reblogging zan’s pt. 1 account of the NYC play. It is highly unlikely that I will ever get to see RA perform in person, but I do enjoy the accounts of other fans who have the health, stamina, and wherewithal to get to something in person.
And thanks for your blog, which I have to check daily. It’s a sweet spot in my life. I’m thinking of you today, wishing you well, sending you love and strength and perseverance. The cold won’t last forever.