The second day of the John Hewitt Summer School was our final performance of our showcase, and it went over splendidly. The transitions were smooth, lines were delivered fantastically (considering that we are not actors), and the support from the star-studded audience was reaffirming. However, even during the performance I was still mentally editing parts of the monologues, and thinking of new ideas to expand the piece. The editing process is a never ending, but I am excited to have work that I can evolve when I return home.

Also, for everyone that was interested in the translation of the Gaelic in my play:

Bás fort béolu- A curse upon your lips

Narab marthain duit- May you not remain alive