Here's what lead to it:
- A rambunctious, to say the least, 12-kid cast in Exit 16. Including about half a troupe in their third year of working with me, which means I have little or no authority.
- An early festival show, and the first performance at the school two weeks away.
- Oh, and I'm not doing as much directing and teaching. So I may have forgotten what to do.
So I leave feeling like I've cajoled, yelled and bossed them into scenes. I don't nurture unless they do something right. I'm treating them like adults—actually, I may be treating them like robots.
They push me—hard—and instead of yielding and redirecting, I push back. I have a feeling I can't win this, and shouldn't be trying. It's an incredibly smart, funny, talented and strong-willed bunch, and I need to channel their energy instead of resist it.
But then...but then...in some cases, I have to draw a line. When t-shirt brainstorming and scene content get highly inappropriate, I feel like I have to have zero tolerance.
So the trick is figuring out when to draw the line, and when to move it.