Day 250: Oh What a Night

The end of the New Harmony Project is always celebrated with a formal dinner with donors followed by an informal party in the Barn Abby. This has always been one of my favorite nights in New Harmony. People are excited about the plays they’ve seen or worked on. Everyone gathers to celebrate the writers and another successful project wearing their New Harmony best. Funders give generously to support the continued life of this amazing writers’ retreat. Then everyone gets crazy at the Barn Abby: flip cup, beer pong, dancing, drinking–its a UET style party with professionals. The vibe goes from formal to informal pretty much instantly. And it is amazing.

It was fun to have that kind of night where, by the end, your dress clothes are rumpled and sweaty and you feel exhausted but exhilarated at the same time so you go back to your hotel room and play cards for an hour before you can sleep. That kind of night.

Day 249: Play Day

The hubs and I travelled to New Harmony for the New Harmony Project, a writers’ conference focused on new play development. Five plays received two weeks of in-depth work with actors, director, dramaturg, and, of course, playwright. Three other writers were in residence at the conference to just getaway and write.

Day 249 was packed with readings of the plays that had been in workshop for the duration of the conference; 10:00am, 2:00pm, and 8:00pm. We had just enough time to eat between readings–well, and I managed to do some work. I love new plays. I love that they are mid development. I love New Harmony Project for facilitating a thoughtful conversation afterwards. I love thinking about where those plays will go. I love talking about my thoughts afterwards with the hubs, friends and colleagues.

These three plays were all set in the 1970’s–a strange coincidence though I wonder if we’ll see more of that as modern technology can often fix some of the dramatic “problems” created in plays. I mean if Juliet could have texted Romeo, the whole thing might have turned out differently. Modern playwrights will either have to embrace or neglect or set their plays in the 1970’s…Anyway, even though they were all set in the same period, they were all quite different. Different styles, structures and voices. Being exposed to three plays in one day as well as sitting in a room full of creative minds got my artistic juices flowing. I felt so inspired by our whole trip (more on this later).

The whole mission of the New Harmony Project is to serve writers who provide positive artistic work in a world that can often be viewed cynically. The founders sought to fight the negativity often found in modern cinema and theater by investing in writers who focus on hope. Very similar to what I’m trying to do for myself with this blog…no wonder I found it so up-lifting.

Day 248: Night Storm

Day 248 took the hubs and I to New Harmony, Indiana. Through a lightning storm that I found beautiful and the hubs found stressful. (He was driving).

We left Chicago a little later than we wanted, so we ended up in traffic. Then, I needed to stop at a coffee shop for wifi and send something out for work. Then, the directions led us on a route that was more direct, less miles, but not on the interstate. By the time we passed through an absolutely delightful and deserted town square, complete with bandstand, we found ourselves in a monumental storm worthy of the Back to the Future-esque clock tower in the same square.

I haven’t always liked storms, but I do now. I especially like them in the country where you can see them from miles away. I managed to get this picture as we drove through and around the storm.

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Day 247: Marigold

Tonight I went to one of my favorite Indian restaurants in Chicago–Marigold. It used to live in Uptown right near the Aragon. Now it lives in Andersonville right by the fro-yo place (obviously a great location). The hubs and I have a ritual of going there with our friend John on random weeknights.

On this particular occasion, Chicago weather cooperated enough for us to sit at the big community table near the open windows and enjoy a cool beverage in the cool breeze. While the men opted for Bengali Beer, I partook in their special–Lambrusco. I discovered Lambrusco in 2008. I remember because I was interning at the Williamstown Theater Festival that summer. We sometimes went to the one fancy bar in town, for openings and other special occasions, and the bartender asked if I would like a Lambrusco. I admitted that I didn’t know what that was. “Sparkling Red” was all he had to say and I jumped all over it.

Marigold does “modern” Indian. When I asked the hubs what that meant, he said the “style” and the “preparation” was just a little more “western.” I’m not sure what that means, but it is just solid, delicious food. And the three of us have this uncanny ability to order the perfect meal, both in balance and in quantity. Tonight we got three samosas, two entree dishes, a side of rice and two orders of naan. And we devoured every bite. Literally zero leftovers. It was amazing. And delicious.

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Day 246: Holding Court

On Day 246, I was “in residence” at Bar on Buena. I was there from 6:00pm to about 10:00pm meeting different people. BOB, as I have begrudgingly started calling it–at first I disliked this acronym but it is a lot easier to say–is our neighborhood place. If the hubs and I need a quick dinner but also want a good beer or outdoor seating, we go to BOB. So usually we are not there for longer than an hour. On this particular night, though, I met friend Emily. Then her hubs and my hubs joined us. Then they left and it was just my hubs and me. Then he left and friend Jana joined me. It was pretty much all social with maybe a little bit of business. (More on that later). And while the waitress may not have enjoyed opening and closing three separate bills, I sure had fun chatting, eating and drinking with a revolving door of friends.