It's over. The set has been dismantled and put away. The cast and crew have all moved on to other projects. (My husband and I took the kids to the Steelers v. Titans game--which was awesome and horrible at the same time.)
But Steph and I haven't moved on from Between the Tackles.
We began again. The show closed on a Saturday night, and the next Monday, Steph and I (and Franco) drove down to Asheville to director Michael Lilly's house to pick his brains. What worked? What didn't work? What comments did he hear from his theatre-friends. We already had a list of things we wanted to change*...how did those proposed changes strike him?
Then. How did what he said strike us?
Then. Back to work.
After another week of back-and-forth editing and revision we now have BETWEEN THE TACKLES v7.1. Whew!
So, if you know a theatre who's interested in a modern comedy for a small cast with a simple set... let us know. We'd love for these characters live and entertain again.
* These included some gems the actors either added, improved, or were flubbed mis-remembered lines. For example: Lillypad, Tebowing, I love you (to Ryan's mom), Princess, Little Miss Marky, mooing, Ryan falling on his sword... Funny stuff.
PS - True story: Steph's husband came by the other day to have my husband smoke a life-time's supply of home-made pepperoni. The ensuing conversation about casings, insta-cure methods, internal temperatures, drafts/airflow, refrigerator temperatures and humidity levels for curing would have blown your mind. Either this is evidence of how un-creative Steph and I actually are, or it is once again life-imitating-art-imitating-life. Either way: funny to me.