No Satisfaction

On Saturday, I will be performing once more in Roller Derby Saved My Soul for the University of Ottawa's Alumni Week (tickets are on sale now and available to the general public). I feel proud to have been invited to come back to my alma mater with this production.

It's been almost 2 years since I wore my roller skates on stage. Last week, director Tania Levy and I had a read-through of the play and afterwards I felt unsettled. Monday night, on my way to rehearsal, that feeling grew. I felt sleepy. I got a headache. I was flustered. I didn't know what was going on.

Then it hit me: I wasn't happy with the show. Again. Some more.

Having spent the past 4 months in writing workshops, it's interesting to come back to a script you put to bed a couple years ago. Distance gives you perspective and that's a powerful thing. 

Instead of blocking the show with Tania, we sat down and started cutting the fat. Clunky exposition here. Too many "Justs" and "Wells" and "Ums" (yes, they were written into the script) there. Heck, there are even some sound cues we're taking out. And as of last night, I finally fixed an area of the show that had been bothering me since, well, since the last time I revamped the show.

Tania, bless her, knows me well and always indulges me in these moods because she knows the show always ends up stronger for it in the end. 

Am I ever done?  An important realization for me is that my work can always go further deeper and I'm grateful to be a writer/performer. It gives me the freedom to keep exploring. 

So, am I ever done? 

Not if I can help it.

Roller Derby Saved My Soul coming to OttawaOrlando and Victoria this summer.