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thehefnerPound for pound, Indianapolis Fringe was my most positive Fringe experience to date (of the eight festivals I've taken THE HEFNER MONOLOGUES to over the past two years).
Attendance was stronger than my usual first-time fest experience. And then there's the response! FIVE reviews, and all of them glowing! Well, one was a bit lukewarm, but that publication is suspect anyway, since it ended up trashing some of the best shows and loving some of the worst. But the latter were few and far between; the shows at Indy were, more often than not, awesome. I'd already have been thinking of going back to Indy in 2010 just for the talent alone, not to mention the incredibly friendly and generous people of Indianapolis themselves--artists and patrons alike!--but to top it off, I actually made money! I *know,* right?!
Now, while I'm still going to be in the red no matter how well I do in Vancouver over the next couple weeks, the fact that I actually made a profit being a first-timer at a Fringe is a hell of a thing.
And I'm not sure I could have done it without the invaluable help of my lovely henchgirl, the mighty![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bitemetechie. Folks, you heard it here first: a partnership for the ages is shaping up here. Assuming we survive the experience. And each other. It's amazing to find someone who can be my director, writing partner, emotional baggage handler, AND one of the best friends I think I've ever had. There aren't too many other people with whom I'd be able to handle another massive road trip, albeit one under the constraints of arrival deadlines to Vancouver Fringe and then back to DC at the end of September.
The plan currently: to hit up Yellowstone National Park for one day (I know, I know, what a waste, right? Would that I had a whole week, plus camping equipment and actual outdoorsy experience!), then head North up to Glacier National Park for another day, then to Seattle for another day or two, then up to Vancouver for thirteen more days of Fringe Festival madness!
After that, we have roughly five days to drive back to DC in the hopes of attending the Small Press Expo on Sept. 26th. But I'm still making it a point to spend a day or two in South Dakota to hit up Mount Rushmore, Devil's Tower, and--most important of all--WALL DRUG. Hell yes, WALL DRUG. If you know it, you know it has to be spelled in all caps.
What a grand mad dash home this shall be. All this assuming the Hopemobile doesn't have a meltdown. There's some minor concern there. But hey, it's always an adventure, isn't it? At least this time I have someone else along to help take notes. Not to mention point and laugh at me whenever something Hefnerian happens. How will I ever manage without her?
I miss you all. No bullshit, I swear. Hope to see as many of you as possible at my epic homecoming party on Saturday, October 3rd. As for the rest of you... well, hope to see you on the road one of these days!
Attendance was stronger than my usual first-time fest experience. And then there's the response! FIVE reviews, and all of them glowing! Well, one was a bit lukewarm, but that publication is suspect anyway, since it ended up trashing some of the best shows and loving some of the worst. But the latter were few and far between; the shows at Indy were, more often than not, awesome. I'd already have been thinking of going back to Indy in 2010 just for the talent alone, not to mention the incredibly friendly and generous people of Indianapolis themselves--artists and patrons alike!--but to top it off, I actually made money! I *know,* right?!
Now, while I'm still going to be in the red no matter how well I do in Vancouver over the next couple weeks, the fact that I actually made a profit being a first-timer at a Fringe is a hell of a thing.
And I'm not sure I could have done it without the invaluable help of my lovely henchgirl, the mighty
bitemetechie. Folks, you heard it here first: a partnership for the ages is shaping up here. Assuming we survive the experience. And each other. It's amazing to find someone who can be my director, writing partner, emotional baggage handler, AND one of the best friends I think I've ever had. There aren't too many other people with whom I'd be able to handle another massive road trip, albeit one under the constraints of arrival deadlines to Vancouver Fringe and then back to DC at the end of September. The plan currently: to hit up Yellowstone National Park for one day (I know, I know, what a waste, right? Would that I had a whole week, plus camping equipment and actual outdoorsy experience!), then head North up to Glacier National Park for another day, then to Seattle for another day or two, then up to Vancouver for thirteen more days of Fringe Festival madness!
After that, we have roughly five days to drive back to DC in the hopes of attending the Small Press Expo on Sept. 26th. But I'm still making it a point to spend a day or two in South Dakota to hit up Mount Rushmore, Devil's Tower, and--most important of all--WALL DRUG. Hell yes, WALL DRUG. If you know it, you know it has to be spelled in all caps.
What a grand mad dash home this shall be. All this assuming the Hopemobile doesn't have a meltdown. There's some minor concern there. But hey, it's always an adventure, isn't it? At least this time I have someone else along to help take notes. Not to mention point and laugh at me whenever something Hefnerian happens. How will I ever manage without her?
I miss you all. No bullshit, I swear. Hope to see as many of you as possible at my epic homecoming party on Saturday, October 3rd. As for the rest of you... well, hope to see you on the road one of these days!
