Win times two

I had an incredible experience last night, and since it also relates to (not) drinking, I thought I might share it with y’all.

As I mentioned here before, I wrote a screenplay. This was a project I set for myself last year, because while I’ve always loved to write I had never finished a long work.

I honestly didn’t really know what I was going to do with it, beyond that. Of course I would love to see my work produced, but what are the chances of that? That is still true, but through a friend of a friend, last night I was able to hear a read-through of my entire screenplay, with real actors. The friend of a friend, D, is an actress is involved with a theater workshop company, and, she told me, loves to help writers. So she read the script, invited some actor friends, cast the parts, and hosted the read-through at her house. Wow!

I’m still on cloud nine. Of course none of this would have happened when I was drinking. I would never have written the screenplay, never would have had the energy or mental space. I would still be locked in my prison of surviving from day to day – and thinking I couldn’t do even that without my liquid friend.

The other, smaller win, was that everyone at the read-through last night was drinking, and I didn’t feel one pang. I even brought beer, because I asked D what I could bring and that’s what she said. Later, D made a joke about me drinking soda, saying if she were hearing her own work she’d have been hitting the wine bottle, and I didn’t feel self-conscious. I joked back that I didn’t want to forget a single moment of this. Also, there is a scene in my screenplay where some characters are drinking wine, and one of the actors got up and said (to much laughter) that was his cue to bring out another bottle. I am just amazed that I was able to laugh along with these jokes and not be bothered.

Now THIS is a high!