This is the beginning of the second week.
Show was a bit off today. We seemed to be rushing, or off, or otherwise not quite present. In my three-part "Emancipation" scene, in which I'm the focal character, I could tell I had lost them. And it wasn't just because I could hear crickets.
And yet, there were still plenty of laughs overall. I think that's a testament to our writing that even in when the scene is falling flat, eventually we get to a line that's sure-fire, we get a big laugh, and are buoyed again. So I'm proud of that.
Less proud of the crickets.