I learned something about concentration this week.
I think I've pretty much absorbed my script for the
Burning Out performances now. If I don't remember a bit, I tend to know where I'm going so I can usually ad-lib (she says, compulsively touching wood).
However, reciting something by heart with so much at stake has made me realise how slippery my concentration has become. Rehearsing, I will lose my place, and suddenly discover that I am thinking of something else entirely. Today, while I was...
Published on November 12, 2009 17:21