Cat got your tongue?
Our own Technical director Diana Diehl has been pried from her obligations writing a screenplay (for pay!) to play with us again, this being her second entry into Wing Nuts.
She explained herself in an email, and though it does not quite rate a Thorning I thought it none-the-less inappropriate to share it with you. Hence:
And so, here is
by Sasha Deal
“I did not mean this when I said, ‘Oh the places you’ll go.’” Teddy and I gulp down almost-whiskey at the Paladia. An absolutely gorgeous woman is bumping and grinding to “Wild Thing” surrounded by bits of fur that once were a costume.
“You’re going through with this?” he asks.
I glare at him. “I just received my 152nd rejection letter.”
Now a woman with a cowboy hat and stretch marks gyrates to Johnny Cash.
Absolutely Gorgeous comes over. “I’m so glad you made it, dahlink! What music did you bring?”
“Tsk! You’ll use one of mine. Come. Bring your friend.”
In the dressing room, I rummage through LPs. I don’t recognize any of them. I’ll just have to wing it.
“Let me see your costume, Sveetie.”
“Paah! College girls. Here.” She pulls out a tin hat with horns and some metal coasters strung together with chains. I gawk when she hands me a Wagner LP.
“De egghead conventioneers–dey lahf it.”
“I-I thought I was auditioning, not going out there.”
“That iz audition.”
I’m dressed. Sorta. The owner introduces me. I scan the audience. That’s my literature professor! I back away, but the owner grabs my arm. “Get out there!”
That does it. I look him in the eye. “I do what I choose. I don’t owe you a show. And I’m the one who decides where I go.”
Teddy grabs my coat. “Yeah, what she said.”