So far, every bit of work I thought I had to get me through this summer has vaporized. Between Feb. and April, I advised, explained, clarified, and believed I was working on a Beijing concert with a singer that would need orchestrations. In April, claiming it was all too confusing after meetings with a New York arranger fell through, she stopped calling. She left for Beijing two days ago. The concert is this week.
This holiday show remains completely in limbo, and I am back to the financial hell I was in last summer.