11th August 1819
The script is finished! But I have been writing
it for last two weeks! Deux semenes! Literally! Ah, my dear diary! I was genuinely
concerned about my new vision of theatre that I completely forgot to make next
notes of report on knees for you! Forgive my negligence!
Ah! Misery! I am running out of paper! Few last
sheets and I will have to abandon you! Ah! Misery! I will have to look for
another diary! What will I do without you?! At most I will be coming back to
you to recall good old times! Ah!
Time to take a sip of magical water.
Bien. I can describe my extraordinary idea of
romance now. I have spent some time with my favourite servant Catherine on conversations lately. She
told me so many fascinating folk tales, which the biggest poor pass orally from
generation to generation. This way I heard so many Slavic and Lithuanian ballads.
Catherine belongs to two different worlds – her father is Polish, shoemaker; the
mother is Lithuanian, poor country girl. This way the servant is a treasure of various
legends. These stories inspired me to write my drama, where scenes present
legendary mermaids, forest nymphs, Forefathers’ Eve and feeding souls… These
the oldest days are the most dark and mysterious! I was deeply concerned about it all.
Ce n’est pas tout! Inspired by
the presence of my kitty and haunted by a dream of hearing her talk, I decided
to put such wonders in like talking animals. And poets are a symbol of our
times. That is obvious. That is why my one-act play is made of all these
elements. I am also planning to send it to the actress soon. She will know what
to do with it the best.
My idea is innovative, I know. For the first time
in history the theatre is exposed! Maybe not everybody will understand it the
way it should be understood today but I am sure it is going to be the future of
art. I had a dream! One day lines of theatrics and reality of life will be
crossed. Art will exist for art only. Nowadays, the art called poetry or music
is an expression of emotions.
Enough! I sound like a prophet-poet-teacher…
Now it is time to say few words about things that
have happened lately, during my absence on your pages, dear diary, the dearest
diary. Deux semenes sont beaucoup! Two weeks is a lot! My husband decided to
become… a pianist! Yes, you see well. I was writing my drama; he was jealous
about it and decided to create a perfect fitting music to my text. Why not, my
dear lover! And that is not all! I think Juliette would love to become a
mother, because she started to spend a lot of time with Mary; she is very
motherly, tender, and empathetic now; and William’s brother obviously must
always be around. After all, it cannot be any other way! In addition, I noticed
recently that Catherine and coachman seem to get along very well, maybe even
too well, and the best part now - she admitted that I must be right! I knew!!
This is how things are going, my dear diary. Few
more weeks and we will be thinking about a comeback. Who knows, maybe something
will even make things happen faster… In my experience, I know everything can
happen here. Ah, this place really has magical aura stuck in the air.
Today everything is said and done. See you
tomorrow, my dear!
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