We're in the home stretch of a Kickstarter campaign to raise 2/3 of the production budget for my play, What We Get to Keep. And, frankly, it freaks me out. I've never had this sort of a public, social media driven metaphorical gun to my producer head before. I ran a non-profit for a decade. I raised hundreds of thousands from investors for two indie films. There were always rules around who we could ask, how we could ask, how much we could raise.
But you know what was never the case til now?
It was never all happening out in public online with every dollar raised tracked, announced, applauded (or not) online for all to see day and night until one day me, my project and all my collaborators would be shoved into one of two columns:
SUCCESS OR ` FAILURE
I keep trying to remind myself of one of the most important lessons learned during the pandemic shutdown.
Theater requires only a handful of key ingredients: A character driven toward a palpable objective, a writer to craft the expression of this desire into words spoken and an audience to bear witness in real time.
I keep reminding myself that should we fail to make our Friday deadline of raising the full $30,000 we still have a kickass script, brilliant actors, a fabulous director a gorgeous venue full of love and inspiration and an audience hungry for a story that dives right into the heart of grief head on.
Join us. Wherever. Whenever. However you can.
