Going to the Theatah
Last night was the opening of the Excerpts From The Miskatonic Library, the Lovecraftian trilogy of short stories which I've mentioned before. There was some trepidation at the early part of the week: several elements of the production were far from come-together, and that they could do so within a few days seemed as improbable as HP Lovecraft's stories. The costuming wasn't actually late 1920s, as suggested, but they were clearly Not Now, and worked well enough. Lines were fumbled and forgotten... Sign in to see full entry.