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It happens every year and every year I forget—the frenetic pace of summer. It’s excellent! It’s sparkling and magnanimous! It’s… exhausting. But it is the kind of exhausting that offers large rewards, if we are open to receiving them.
Rewards I am currently receiving:
Peas, aka, the world’s cutest food.
Berries, runner-up in the world’s cutest food category.
Sore shoulders from swimming regularly in the ocean.
An oddly jellyfish-free ocean. (Where are the jellyfish this year? Should we be concerned? Should we rejoice?!)
Views of farm fields as I take new routes around the island to break up long drives to many gigs.
Having many gigs.
Having many feelings after many gigs.
Having many fish burgers and fish tacos and oysters and lobster on patios while debriefing feelings with dear friends before and after many gigs.
To elaborate, I am grateful for the reward that is the vulnerability that comes from performing new work in fresh formats. My latest show, Seeker, has been giving me that reward. It’s a solo show of poems and jokes and social commentary, in one continuous monologue, no music, just me. I got to perform it 5 times this summer at the lovely and historic Victoria Playhouse, and it’s awoken in me a curiosity for what I want to create next.
I am enjoying a renewed fervour for language, and what we can do with it. There is so much to write about, to think about, and to read, and so I’m excited for August and early autumn, when I will be spending some dedicated time at my desk, thinking thoughts and arranging words. 

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