So I got an e-mail from J. today with an update on the play. He informed the design team that not only had our rights been pulled but that J. would have to apply to direct a show, in competition, all over again. That means that he may not even be the director of a show at all and the two other applicants who were not chosen may be picked in this round. Not only that, but he has until Monday to submit his two new choices.
Poor J. has been through the blender in this process and it just seems to be getting worse. A part of me is feeling optimistic. "You've been through so much already--there's no way you can't get through this!" At the same time I'm feeling this huge well of dispair and panic for J.
I guess we'll know soon.
