Three years ago, at one of the lowest moments of my life, I started doing something I never thought I’d do. I’m reading every single play William Shakespeare ever wrote. And I’m reading most of them aloud. From the three dour Henry VIs, through all of your Macbeths and Romeos and Hamlets, all the way to nutty Cymbeline and beyond.
--DG Strong, "How Shakespeare got me through unemployment"
Wednesday, December 07, 2011
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I read a play out loud with a group just last night. It was about A.E. Houseman and called The Invention of Love. Plays are so much better out loud.ReplyDelete
A thoughtful thing to do, reading out loud all the Shakespearean plays during down time, not unlike others reading the Bible. I've enjoyed reading your posts, and hope that more will be coming in 2012. :) Happy New Year!ReplyDelete