When reality becomes a dream

夢境成真 is a coming term we throw around all the time.  But last night... it was the opposite.

In my dream... SW's bed was emitting a clicking sound.  So Joyce and I spent a lot of time investigating under and around his bed but couldn't find it.  Then I woke up... and realized the bathroom exhaust fan has been clicking the entire night.  That same clicking sound.  

這一刻完成美夢

Huda thunk... when I got laid off in the early 2000's and picked up the guitar... it would eventually lead to a dream come true to 夾 band.  In the midst of that dream coming true.. inevitably... were the Tsang's.  

We didn't even know if it would happen. By happenstance... I found a guitar in the closet.  Sam got into place and started keyboarding.  Before you know it... a bunch of us were on stage.  Haven't played in years! I was on cloud 9... or seventh heaven... or whatever anecdote you wanna use. 

I wish the kids were there to see it.  這一剎完全擁有... 這一刻完成美夢...

First taste

(The background is... after a full season of Jr. High V-ball and Jr. High Hoops... NN has yet to win a game of any kind.) 

A few weeks ago... after a lot of begging and rejection... out of the blue... NN asks me if I really wanted us to play together in our church volleyball league.  I said, "Yes."  And I was already on cloud 9.  To play on the same team as my teenage daughter....?? Hardly any dad gets to say that!!!

Yesterday... she was so stressed... her stress got to me!  We practiced a little on our driveway. And at night... she was so nervous she couldn't sleep.  "I just want to win once!  Maybe just one set. Maybe just to get one serve in."  

I wasn't as hopeful.  Our opponent won last week... against a pretty good team mind you.  They have youth and height.  Our team... had 4 girls.  One is a Jr. Higher... One was so bad in week 1 she quit on the team.  One is a mom with a lot of heart.  And one is a mystery.

Half hour before game time... we find that 2 of the 4 girls can't make it and we only have 5 people.  No worries.  Between me and Wayland... we got this.  When we got there the opposing team's Captain... who happened to be our Young Adult Pastor... said he'll give us his extra player.  SCORE!!!!  A young man with skills... athleticism... and most importantly... what we gain, is what they lose!!!!

From an underdog... down 5 vs 6 players... we're suddenly evened at 4 guys and 2 girls. 6 on 6... GAME ON!!!!  

They had 4 athletic players that's clearly played before.  We have 2 dads in their 40's and 2 young guys with novice experience. And the ladies evened each other out.  

Back and forth.  Back and forth.  We pull ahead... but they come right back.  I get into a serving frenzy... but my heart grows soft and I purposely mess up a serve.  Then we started to pull away. This is happening!!!  We're doing it!!!!  Wayland!!! The Great Wall of China!!! With the block!!! We win game 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This wasn't time to let up.  It's pedal to the metal. Foot on the throat moment.  When I was serving... I was on a row.  I seriously thought about letting up.  Giving the other team a chance.  Then I thought of NN and how desperately she wanted a win. I kept going and going.  Hard serve after hard serve.  Ace after ace.  After 10 in a row... I gave in.  I served into the net.  Dang it... I made it too obvious.  Everyone knew I gave that up.  

Back and forth... we couldn't put them away.  With every sideout... we got a point.  And our 10 point cushion was enough for. 24:18... Our serve.  All we needed to do was hold serve and the game was ours.  

Sue served.

They passed.  

Good set.

Decent hit.

But we dig.

Bump.

OVER!!!!

Free ball.

Set.

Spike.... but wait.... Wayland jumps!!! THE GREAT WALL OF CHINA!!!!!  Ball hits the ground!!!

VICTORY!!!!!!

FIRST TASTE of VICTORY for NN!!!! NEVER TASTED SO SWEET!!!!!!!!

1-E-and-ah-2-E-and-ah....

After two measly drum lessons... Chris invited me to take part in CS Worship practice.  I had a great time sitting there observing and learning.  Then at the very last moment... Chris wanted to do one more song... but me on the drums.  I was appalled. Taken aback. I have zero training. I only have 2 lessons under my belt. I can barely play the most basic of drum patterns.  I started with a shake... then accepted the invitation.  

That's what it's all about. To be in a family where they won't judge me. To be in the midst of experts who will mentor me. To be part of a worship team... who's sole purpose is to worship Him.

Music Lessons

One of the biggest regrets of my life... is never having learned music.  As a very young kid... I had violin lessons.  But I hated it.  Of course I did... I was a kid.  Personally... I don't think my parents did enough.  And I wasn't paired with the right teacher. 

Many many years later... I picked up the guitar and learned a few chords and strum patterns.  Enough to get by... and jam to myself.

And then today... I officially joined my first instrument class - Drums.  Ha!! And it was taught by teenagers. Youths... from our church.  I loved it.  Every minute of it.  And I hate to say it... but I think I was top of the class.  I was able to follow the patterns.  Able to keep up with the metronome. I was able to identify blindly the different parts of a drum set.  I think.... I'm going to start my own garage band!!!!  LET'S DO IT!!!! 

遙距居家令風雲

COVID19 - School Closure - Day 157  School Reopens - Day 170

2021 嘅新春晚會又告一段落. 新人仕，新作風，新嘗試！ 得唔得、冇緊要。 最緊要放膽去做！I love being able to raise up new talent... and give others a chance to try.  Ohhhhhh..... but after this 3rd round of celebration... I think I'm feeling it a bit.  Wonder what it's like to just join, watch and enjoy?? Hmm.....

This time was a bit different.  Unlike the past 4-5 CNY's... I wasn't directly in-charge.  This freed me up to "do stuff."  That "stuff" was a reflection of Fellowship Life over Zoom.  I could've called it quits with a a simple virtual play - which took so much creative juice and thinking in it of itself.  Some would say that's probably more than enough.  But why stop there...when I can 終於稍為達成我其中一個夢想...  

• The dream - 用rap嘅形式作套歌劇。(as I penned back in July)
• The cast - I had a wide pool of talent... but not necessarily the right talent for what I wanted.  Y'know what they say, "You get what you get, and you don't throw a fit."  But I love my bros and sis ohhhhh soooo much. 
• The script - This was actually the easy part... wrote it in one night.  
• The music - There are many different styles of rap and hip hop.  The one that Lin Manual Miranda used had a lot of freestylin' with no apparent beat or rhythm.  But as chaotic as "Alexander Hamilton" seemed to be... there was still a certain set of rules and theory it adhered to.  It's not obvious initially... but if you get it wrong... it's louder than a trumpet in an empty church.  
• The lyrics - words, words, words. This was literally a clean slate - changing an English song into a Chinese one.  Unlike the Two Lost Sons where I had some words to go by... I think this is as close as writing lyrics for a song just on composition alone.   

• The regret - As much as my dream came true with a hip-hop/rap song... I think that the song that didn't make the final cut was actually better.  It's a Canto-pop song, so the transition is a lot smoother.  It also told a better story.  As the stars aligned (or not, in this case), this song will forever be buried in the confines of "Never to See Light." Too bad... too too bad.  

So what's next???  I'll assume that I achieved my dream of a Hamilton Style musical, sorta, kinda.  What's next...is of course... what I originally wanted to do as written here: "My new dream... a self produced, self directed, original soundtrack musical...."  趙琛敏， 準備好未？Let's do it!!!

怎去猜想惡夢會變真 - Part 2

COVID19 - School Closure - Day 157  School Reopens - Day 166

Been spending so much time on the CNY video that I'm even dreaming about it!  Horrible... absolutely horrible.  And yet.... I love every second of it.  

怎去猜想惡夢會變真

COVID19 - School Closure - Day 157  School Reopens - Day 160

Aye.... finally got around to start editing the CNY video.  I'm just yanking my hair out... Is it me??? Are my expectations too high?? Why can't I work with the Two Lost Sons cast and crew again??? 嗚... 嗚.... 

怎去猜想這夢會變真 - 2021

COVID19 - School Closure - Day 157  School Reopens - Day 152

Is this really happening?? Is another dream of my going to come true?? (Not the dream from last night, btw... though, that would be an amazing dejavu if it does happen)

I'm a little skeptical this time.  This time the level of difficulty has surged.  And the people just don't have the talent or dedication as the cast from the Two Lost Sons.  Oh me... oh my...  But as I told Ken and Hody... at the end... if this all goes to down the drain... I had fun doing it.  No harm, no foul.  Easy come, easy go.

21 days to showtime....

畫出彩虹

COVID19 - School Closure - Day 157  School Reopens - Day 103

One first recollection of encountering comic books is 老夫子.  Sometime in between 1st and 2nd grade... I remember mom buying us a Garfield comic book from the North Beach Safeway.  I still remember it being issue #10, with a white cover.  (thank you Mom....😢).  As we grew up... aside from the newspaper comic section... I shied away from comics because I thought it was "bad."  Occasionally I would dabble in it with an issue of X-men here or Secret Wars there.  

The in 6th grade... Jademan Comics changed my life.  Tony Wong revolutionized the comic industry (sorta) by translating Hong Kong comics into English and opening an international market.  I still remember the first issue I bought was Drunken Fist #16.  Then I went back and got every issue I can find.  That was about the same time I made that huge step... and started reading 港漫 in Chinese.  I vividly remember that day when I was in my kitchen in 1090.... and I had mom read me that one specific issue of 醉拳.  It was the story of 天殘腳 and as she was reading it... I came to the realization... "CRAP!! I know the characters!! I can read this myself!!!"

That catapulted me into a whole new world of comic books.  醉拳，如來神掌，龍虎門，中華英雄，街霸，天下，海虎。 If people ask me how my Chinese is so good.... the foundation is St. Mary's... the dialogue is TVB.... the writing is 港漫.  Before you knew it... I started drawing comics. I mean... who doesn't doodle.  Stick figures. Evil Teachers. Portraits of the girl you have a crush on.  There was a time when we even created our own comic books! We were so into it... dad even helped us inquire how to get into the field (thank you Dad....😢).

Over the years... the interest has waned mainly due to life getting in the way and the reality that comics doesn't pack your fridge.  That is... until the need arised at work where they needed an illustrator for my department newsletter.  

No... this isn't 拳風腳影 or 問誰領風騷.  This is more along the lines of 老夫子.... this is.... 怎去猜想這夢會變真?? 

And what's more important... I did the drawing.  And I had NN do the coloring.  So her DNA is now forever part of LM.  

"What's the dream?"

After all these years, still one of my top Youtube moments... when Simon Cowell so famously asks, "Ok Susan Boyle, what's the dream?" 

Dream...
  to dream...
    to have a dream... 
      to have a dream come true...
        to have a dream come true but to never dream again...

Trying to relive the dream from 18 months ago.... but the inspiration just isn't there.  The focus is gone.  The ideas are dry.  The creativity is shot.  The dream is lost.  I want to, I really, really want to.  But I simply can't write another script again.

怎去猜想這夢會變真? - The Return

We killed it... again...

I came up with the script the day after we met about Operation: AOL.  I was so excited... I couldn't help but text the ensemble, "We're back!!!"

The script: that same night... I typed the script and sent it out.  Got a lot of feedback saying it was too "dark" and I needed to lighten things up. (fine fine....)  Maybe deep down... I'm a dark and resentful person that's only personified in a play or skit. Hmmm.....

The music: No singing this time... just a bunch of background music that really made a difference.  My dear sister was so flustered.  She must've been ultra busy with work and life.... but as always...  came through.  I can't say enough about her..... she is simply amazing in everything she does.  No complaints.  Delivers at 110%.  And does it..... with a smile.  I love this Sis. One day, I might even dedicate a blog post just for her. That's how much I admire her.

The cast:  We tried to add another member to the ensemble... but he refused, saying he didn't want to disrupt a good-thing.  It's not a good-thing, it's a great thing.  The actors did everything on cue.  Even the Little Brother who didn't have a line.  He was perfect.  As Edward puts it... we can be like "愛回家" and as I would put it, we are  "愛神家."

The nightmare: I already wrote about my nightmare on a previous blog.  But the perfectionist inside me can't help but notice all the blemishes in the performance.  99% of the people will applaud us.  But 1% (perhaps it's me) will notice things we could always improve upon.  The lighting, the mic, the execution.... ARGH!!!! Why am I so petty?!?!?

And really.... REALLY.... none of this matters.  What matters, is we were able to deliver a message to get people to volunteer for Operation: AOL.  And if this little skit was able to get ONE more person to sign up.... then we accomplished our goal.

怎去猜想這夢會變真? - The Reunion... the Scare

It's been 4 months since "The Lost Sons" production came to an end.  Here and there, I still get comments (generally compliments) about the show.  Last night, we finally had our long awaited and much deserved after-party celebration. Really felt like a family reunion.... and it was hilarious seeing everyone call each other by their stage name.

Then we got serious and we started rehearsing for Sunday's production.  It was simply too much fun!!  Even NN couldn't stop laughing.

Then it got REALLY serious.  Last night, I had the worst nightmare I've had since as long as I can remember.

I was standing on sanctuary stage... with the entire CS looking at me... waiting for us to go live when I realized, "Crap!! Forgot to download the slides and music onto the computer." So I jump off the stage, run to the back and grab the keyboard.  I try logging into my Gmail account, so I can access Google Drive -- knowing full well that's not the latest version.  But not matter how many times I tried, the password didn't work!  Then I tried another computer... kept trying.  I logged into but the files weren't there!  I've never seen this interface!! Here I'm thinking, "Move onto announcements...this is dead silence... this isn't good."  But the entire congregation kept waiting.... and I kept trying.  (then it got weird).  

Somehow, the music started playing... but the actors weren't on stage, but they were playing parts of a Disney movie to simulate the action.  I was sweating bullets. What now!?!?  And then before I know it... the service is over.  Everyone came to the service, waited for me to find the file, and even PAL didn't get to deliver his sermon. 

I was so downtrodden... I walked out in shame.  I wasn't even sure where I walked to.  I only had my backpack and I just kept walking.  I needed to calm down and find my own space.  (As I'm typing this, I'm already forgetting 90% of the dream.)  I end up in some store somewhere... where I have to eat lunch.  And I know, that Joyce and the kids are probably having lunch somewhere or looking for me.  I walk past a lot of stores and shops... and I come across an apartment building and in the front of the door are three middle aged Chinese ladies selling "crazy pineapples" - pineapple slices that are roasted and sprinkled with cinnamon.  I take a picture with my phone and line up to pay for one when they said they were closing.  I check my watch, it's 3PM, I better head back.
In my mind... I kept saying to myself, I need to apologize to PAL, I need to apologize to PAL.  

When I got back to church... it was different.  The entire place was now underconstruction.  I was walking through a remodeled shell of our church.... walking on bare feet!!  I even remember stepping on something sharp.  "Where's PAL? I need to apologize."  And I see Leonora from afar, having a picnic lunch with some folks -- I knew I was in the right spot.
And that's all I can remember..... 

Wow.... truly 走火入魔.

怎去猜想這夢會變真? - The Reflection

To the day... it's been exactly 6 weeks since the musical.

The days after the musical... our little chat group had some wonderful, side splitting exchanges.  And some were also tear-jerking emotional.  To this day... I don't want to leave or delete that chat group.  A desperate desire to hang onto something in the past.

At church today... I saw the entire ensemble.  Glowing.  Serving.  Beautiful.  But no mentions of this musical.  To everyone, other than me, this is probably an afterthought.

A couple of weeks ago, I led CS Prayer Meeting, so I had a reason to go back to the pictures from our Gospel Sunday.  Of the hundreds and hundreds of pictures that were taken... I picked two.  One was from the STEAM class.  And the other one..... new believers raising their hands in response to PAL's calling.  That's the true essence of Gospel Sunday.  The true meaning behind 浪子回頭.  All the other things... a distraction.  Nothing brings me more gladness and joy... then when another one of God's children "returns home."

So what's next??  After Gospel Sunday... I haven't done much for CS.  I owed Joyce a little "break."  But you can only hide me for so long.  You can take the hero out of the action, but you can't take the action out of the hero. (HA!!)

Coincidentally... this morning, I started singing 別人的歌:

My new dream... a self produced, self directed, original soundtrack musical....

劇終

怎去猜想這夢會變真? - The Redemption

In retrospect, the build up from week 1 was exactly what we needed.  Had we been too perfect for week 1.... there would be no where to go for week 2. Sure...there were mic issues.  some lighting and AV problems.  But man....did we hit a Home Run on week 2.

Our props were perfect.  From the park bench... to the BBQ Pork Rice.
The comic relief was on the spot.  Angel pulled off his lines flawlessly.
The music...the singing... the movement was seamless.

The one flaw...I guess... was at the end of 滾, we totally expected the audience to roar with applause.  But they were so shocked.... it was pure silence.  We had them.  We had the audience.  They were at the mercy of whatever we wanted to do next.

And then the ending.... so satisfying, from everyone's perspective.

The wireless mic was turned out.... and the audience knew it.... so everyone was hush-silent to hear him speak.  We couldn't have planned that better.  Angus delivered his line perfectly, "小姐， 賞唔賞面食個lunch."  The audience erupted.... it was exactly what they wanted to see.  And then.... to put the icing on the cake.... Elise delivered her purest, most heart warming performance, but standing up and covering her mouth.

Lights out.

Redemption.

"つづく"

怎去猜想這夢會變真? - The Comeback

(Shucks... took a 3 week hiatus to write this one.  The memory is fading fast)

When the world seems to have fallen apart... heroes will rise.  And rarely, do heroes stand alone.
The team really banded together.  Everyone wanted to be sure what happened in week 1 didn't happen again.

I got requests for week 1's video.  Cuz word got out that it was an epic musical (I didn't think so)
I got emails / calls telling me to get with Dung to ensure A/V is ready.
I was told that we'll have professional video recording. (Honestly... I really DON'T want recording)
I was asked if we can rehearse... as opposed to if we needed to rehearse.

The whole world wanted us to succeed.  They were begging for a successful part 2.

On Friday night... we didn't just rehearse, we squeezed every drop of our creative juice to make our mark.

On Saturday morning... we were suppose to rehearse in the Sanctuary.  But was inadvertently double-booked.  But the team made the best of the situation and made lemonade out of lemons.  Part of the team went overtime... and wanted to further rehearse on their own, just to ensure they had things pat.

The A/V and Lighting team was so enthralled in getting every last detail correct.  It was maddening.

On Saturday night... close to midnight... the script was still evolving.  And it dawned on me that we need to end the skit on a high note.  So last minute... I added a TWIST that had everyone applauding on Whatsapp.

And dear Sam (of course it's the Tsangs) ends the night by saying, "Bless everyone a good night sleep and Holy Spirit filled tomorrow!"

That's how it should start...and that's how it should end - with God.  We were ready....

"つづく"

怎去猜想這夢會變真? - The Nightmare

A lot of people say I'm a perfectionist, that I demand high quality.  To a point, where people have told Joyce, "It's so hard being your husband's wife."  I have no idea what they're talking about.  I demand so little!! I just expect you to do what you feel most comfortable with.  Hopefully, it's at a level of excellence that's equal to mine. (hehehe)  But if it's not, I then you've got a lot of catching up to do...

Week 1 went horribly (in my eyes).  The sound system and microphone completely blew the entire mood.  We didn't rehearse enough.  Our mics that didn't work.  We had misplaced mics so we couldn't get lines out.  Music files were wrong.  Lines were forgotten.  So many bad things happened... and after the end of Act 1.... to which ended up in thunderous applause, I simply needed to hide.  I was pissed.  No.... I was "effin" pissed!!!  How the heck can it go so scandalously wrong?!?!?   At that moment, the only place I felt comfortable in being was the crying room.  We locked up the crying room, so we can force people to sit in the sanctuary.  And as luck would have it... it was Anderson translating.  During those 20-25 minutes of fuming and calming down... the only person I really needed to be with, was good ol' Anderson.  He needn't say anything... I just needed him to be there.

And although afterwards, all I heard were accolades, the only thing I had in mind was, "This is NOT going to happen next week."

"つづく"

怎去猜想這夢會變真? - The Lyrics

(Better hurry up and finish my recollection...otherwise I'll forget all the details. HA!)

Often I get asked... "How is your Chinese so good?!"  I'll be first to admit... my Chinese is 本桶水.  All my Chinese comes from years and years of watching TVB... listening to Cantopop... reading 港漫... and oh... those 9 years of Chinese School at St. Mary's.  And don't even get me started on Mandarin Chinese.  If I'm at elementary school level for Cantonese Chinese, my Mandarin is probably at K or Pre-K.

Throughout these years... I've figured out patterns and shortcuts.  I've been able to borrow or even, plagiarize here or there.  But regardless of how much you can leverage off other people's work... there comes a time when it truly is inspiration.

Filling in the lyrics for these songs was like the recent stock market.  At times... I can sit and crank out verses up on verses.  Other times... I'm stuck.  I research other lyrics from similar genre - sometimes I get 1-2 phrases.  Most of the time, it's fruitless.  My method of finding words that rhyme is very archaic. I literally, go through the letters of the English alphabet, one at a time, sounding out words to see if a word exists.  "SCORE!!!"  if it exists... "NEXT....." if it doesn't.  If it exists.... I quickly jot it down like I've uncovered some hidden treasure on my safari.

Then with Cantonese... there are 9 tones. So even if a word "rhymes", the word won't fit unless it's the right "tone."  And if it's the right "tone", I'm stuck trying to find a phrase that fits it's meaning.  Over and over.... day and night... traffic and no traffic... Sitting on the stall or sitting at my desk.  I've scribbled on so many pieces of paper that I've lost track of the number of iterations I've gone through.

And to top it off.... I hold myself to a certain high standard that these lyrics have got to have some depth and meaning.  Unlike the CNY musical I pulled off...this time, it was serious.

Some songs... I got right away.  Some songs... it took a greater part of 3 weeks.  And even then...  I simply gave up and said, "Good enough.  No one will notice."  Astoundingly.... I got soooooooooooooo many accolades from people who were amazed that the lyrics.

One day... I really would like to watch a youtube video or sit with a legitimate lyricist on the art of penning a song.  And now... before the dream comes true... must come the nightmare.....

"つづく"

怎去猜想這夢會變真? - The Music

I had one...maybe two songs in mind for the scores.  But I simply didn't have enough songs in my mental database to come up with enough songs to fill up the entire musical.  Enter my trusty "sister-I-never-had" -- 子莊.  She was there for me to bounce ideas off of.  She offered up suggestions for casting.  And she was the one who suggested one of the defining songs of the musical - 滾.  Without her... I think we still would've done a good job.  But with her... we did much greater.  Now with all the songs in hand... I needed a band.

In times of trouble and turmoil, who do you turn to - your safest and most trusting life-jacket.  I've known the Tsang's for over 10 years....but other than some large events, we've never really served together.  And once we did, it's no wonder this family has been a pillar of SJCAC for so many years. They serve silently.  They're not ones to boast.  They're first to pray.  And they're always there... a constant.

We first met on a Friday night, April 20th, to briefly discuss the overarching plans.  Within 2 days, after sending off their relatives back to HK....they already gave me musical samples of almost all the scores.  (HOW DOES SHE DO THAT?!?!?!?) All I gave them were the song titles and a youtube link!  They're enviable technical skills are only matched by their passion to serve in the Kingdom of God.

If the script was the body... and the actors brought it to life, the music gave the skit it's soul.  No one will notice... probably not even the actors.  But the surreptitious, background chords (or therelackof) sets the mood of each of the scene.  The audience, without realizing it, already had their emotions evoked before one line was even uttered.

I stood in awe as I admired this family and what they do, day in and day out, to serve this church. And all this... while the Tsang's sacrificed their precious worship team rehearsal time and family time.  What an honor to serve alongside and be blessed by this family.

Music is one thing... I still needed to fill in those damn lyrics!!!

"つづく"

怎去猜想這夢會變真? - The Script

I finally started on the script after Men's Retreat on April 15th. Wrote the script in two days and got the English draft out on April 17th. I was hoping the cast can go with my English version, cuz my trusty translator/typist was in Malaysia. Ended up translating it myself... and got the first Chinese draft out on April 20th. Right on time for my final cast member.

PAL wanted 5 minutes. I asked for 10 (knowing full well it'll be at least 15). By the end of week 1.... I had easily revised that thing a dozen times, cuz Act 1 is so long and detailed. Conversely, we were desperately thinking of how to add more meat to the bone for Act 2 cuz there's nothing to base that story on.

But it wasn't a one-man show...everyone pitched in with their great ideas and their honest assessment.

I even had to go back and forth with someone who kept insisting we stick with scripture and . I kept on insisting this skit isn't to re-tell the story from the bible, but to give a modern twist and to open up the fact that EVERYONE is broken. My intention was to tear open buried wounds... and allow the Holy Spirit to enter that opening to start the healing process. Countless emails and texts were exchanged over two simple words.... "犯賤." Especially on Mother's Day - where I purposefully created an imperfect mom. In the end... PAL was curiously more concerned with other words that never even made it on anyone's radar. (Makes you wonder where our heads are). 

For Act 2 (week 2), the script kept evolving... up until past 11:30PM on Saturday night. I really wanted to end the Act with a cliffhanger...a jaw-droppiing ending. But Joyce was utterly, completely against it. She even said that's "irresponsible." So in the end... I was inspired to end it with a somewhat happy, yet cliff-hanger type ending. It was probably the best and only way to end it. I guess that's what they call Show-Business. I ain't ever done... till it's done.

And this isn't a play...it's a musical. Now I needed the songs....

"つづく"