Dear friends,
I spent 9 hours in airports and 9 hours on a plane on Tuesday/Wednesday, and I am still
recovering from that purgatorial state and from the rigors of our week in Winedale. I am
also slow to process events that have had great emotional significance for me. That's
why I've not written before now.
I admit to feeling some trepidation about returning to Winedale: to my 20-year-old self,
to acting again, to The Barn and its memories. But I see now that I was foolish to worry:
from the first, every last one of you embraced me as if I were an old friend and made me
feel I belonged there. And I can say without even an iota of exaggeration that I have
never been in the company of so many extraordinary individuals. All of you so gifted in
multiple ways and all of you imbued with the special passion for Shakespeare and for
communal creativity that makes Winedale Winedale. It was rare company, and I am
profoundly grateful to have been with you all--singing, eating, working, sweating,
checking our streams. Extraordinary.
Here's how to contact me when you come to London:
From the States, the number is 011-44-20-7374-2550.
The address is 161 Lauderdale Tower, the Barbican, London EC2Y 8BY. I can't offer to
put you up, I'm afraid, but I can feed you a good dinner and go to the theater with
you and introduce you to Russ, who is prepared to love you all after I've reported on
our time together. Please, please call if you know you are coming. I'd be hurt if
you didn't.
If you've requested book titles or websites or other information, I'll write to
you separately.
For now, I send my love and gratitude.
Gail