Unfortunately aren't coming down the stairs. Rather, they are attacking me in my sleep. Confused? Welcome to my world. I am currently being sent bananas by a play called 'The Pyjama Girl'. I am assistant directing this with Travis at Hothouse Theatre. And having inspiration ladled upon me as a result. Alongside this inspiration however is a darker shade of grey...the case that this play is built on is actually a true story. So no longer does this little yogi walk leisurely to her car after rehearsals. No, I'm like a crazy woman on a mission.
Fear is a funny thing. Apparently, the flip side of fear is love. That's one way of looking at it. Another is the fact that there is a black component of every white situation in life...a flip side, if you will. So the true story...a woman found burned in a hessian bag on the Howlong Road, just out of Albury. My backyard. Yeah stuff happens all the time I know. But this little doozy of a case has really got me hooked. On innocence lost, madness and things that go bump in the night.
To be continued...
