Diary: November 2003.
This was one of those months that came at a generally frustrating time in life, and so I really only remember a couple specifically memorable events.
I was tying to direct the Nocturnal’s production of Shelley’s Cenci, but I was running into just about every barrier along the way… lack of space, lack of fund, unable to find a full cast; ideally I would have either quit my job to pursue these problems full-time or have aborted the project then and there.
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