The Road Less Travelled

Attended my first Life Theatre Awards today. For once, I wasn’t working or chickening out because I didn’t feel sociable. Sitting with colleagues as we reflected on and celebrated each others’ good work, I felt a sense of community and industry which, working independently, is sometimes hard to muster.

The LKY Musical won Reader’s Choice Production of the Year and the tension was palpable when the announcement was made. Theatre people are highly skilled at showing disapproval in varied ways. But the acceptance speech by the producer was honest, without airs; a timely reminder that all of us, old and new practitioners, work really hard against the odds, to create something from nothing.

Kudos to my colleagues and friends, writers, designers, producers, crew, directors, actors, artists, awarded or not, for baring your souls and taking the road less travelled, to bring stories to life and make human nature eminently watchable.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost