The only particularly interesting thought of today, which I happened upon in the shower this morning (so the rest of the day was rather a waste, thought-wise), was this: if Shakespeare were alive today (and one wishes he was, of course), would he be able to say ‘Macbeth’ in a theatre without invoking the curse? I think he would be able to. Indeed, I think anyone connected with the first production of it would be able to, unless it was the first production that also had problems – but I doubt that. But Shakespeare definitely, definitely would be able to say it.
Not that I believe in the curse, though I do believe in the power of suggestion.
Finished a scene in the play today. That felt nice. I’m surprisingly not disgusted with what I’ve written, though that will most likely change. (But then again, some of the stuff in the scene that I’d written over a week or two ago (the first scene is always the hardest, usually) seems to have held up.) 117 lines it came out with (that’s counting the shared lines as one, rather than multiples).
The WeatherWatch is on SBS at the moment, and I’ve just noticed that the graphics seem much nicer than they used to. Huh.