Caught and released! Right after lunch…they dismissed me! I guess it pays to be thoughtful and and judgmental in your answers during jury selection.
I’m back in the pool.
We’ll see what happens next.
It’s funny one of the things I’m most worried about: my writing schedule. I’m doing a show that is going to go up shortly and so soon things were supposed to return to normal, work during the day and write in the morning and evening. But it’s a pattern I’m used to.
Having to sit all day in a jury box would be a brand knew boredom. The lack of activity would drive me batty.
If I’m not working my survival job, I would rather be writing. If I have to sit and listen, I would keep thinking: this is time that I could be working.
Sure: it’s my civic duty…but, as an artist, isn’t it my duty to create work?
(Ok, that last sentence, that’s just to make me feel better. I don’t know if it’s a greater duty than jury duty, or if it’s even a duty to create art…that’s a subject for a different blog.)