Danishfurniturelover
the prettiest spice girl
Did you invite them all back for custard?
All patrons were given a small tub as they entered, but told not to eat it till the end. In the final scene when the protagonist came, I threw hundreds and thousands over the audience. Was meant to be followed by a closing monologue. But an hour and a half of switching between male and female voices meant I had lost my voice so I cut it short.
May have lessened the impact. Look life is about learning from your mistakes. I think it might work better as a novel.
I have a new found respect for stage hands. Because it took forever to clean up those hundreds and thousands.
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