Today I’m dispensing with the bloggery myself and stealing Jim Sweeney’s blog for you here.
Because it’s lovely, and a bit ouch, and a lot right. Because Jim is, as any improviser worth their salt will tell you, “the improviser’s improviser” and he talks about improvising in the blog, and loving it*. And because there’s a picture of Maria and the Captain in the gazebo. Which, actually, is reason enough.
* no rules, no games, free-form, (aka, the only real impro as far as I’m concerned)