At the moment I'm trying (with partial success) to construct the outline for a drama class that I hope to be running by mid-late May. It will be based largely on Viola Spolin's 'Improvisation for the Theatre'. An excellent resource, and I'd recommend it to anyone who has anything to do with performance. Or public speaking. Come to think of it, they're the same thing aren't they? Persuading an audience to suspend their disbelief and engage imaginatively in a fiction . . .
But frankly at the moment the whole job is giving me a headache. The only thing that's keeping me going is the thought of all that lovely money that people will be chucking in my direction if the thing gets off the ground. My good friend Luke, who specialises in marketing, thinks I could skin people for quite a few bucks more than I was planning. I was dubious, but when I asked for a passage from the Bible for guidance the bit that sprang immediately (no, not eagerly) to mind was when the children of Israel fleeced the Egyptians before heading off to the Promised Land, cf. Exodus somethingorother. I would've laughed if I hadn't had a dental drill in my mouth. I wonder how many other people pray (probably in their head, considering the circumstances) when visiting the dentist. I would imagine that it's almost universal. As Confucius (or someone who's name starts with C) once said "There are no atheists in dental clinics . . ."

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Been there, done that, wish I hadn't.
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