Given the structure of The Eight , which is basically a series of eight monologues (not that you'd guess that from the title or anything), I've ended up with some spare time to kill in between the opening dance number (Alicia, our director, has a very strange sense of humor) and my turn, and then again between my turn and the closing bow. So I've been reading Cherie Priest's Four and Twenty Blackbirds , which was a Totally Non-Denominational Holiday present from flewellyn . I'll admit... read more
