Notes during Break

In the midst of Winter Break now, and a hiatus from rehearsing... going back over the text and doing some detailed blocking (at times more like choreography) for some moments. Adapting from rehearsal but coming up with some new ideas, too. For instance (sorry--most line breaks have been lost in posting to blog):

MOTH (crossing a few steps down to audience): I am the only soft one; I am the only
soft one, because I am covered with
feathers. Yes, with feathers. Not with fur.
(crossing u.c. to gesture to Fraser and Julia)
With fur, look at them. Fur.

(Moth FREEZES. Bianca begins solo standing on s.l. wall)

BIANCA: And I was doing nothing harmful;
and I was doing nothing of the kind
and I was merely minding my own business
when the two of them, yes, the two
of them swept down upon me
like the spider;
yes, very much the spider.
The two of them, with their eight legs
arranged just so. The two of them, yes.

(Bianca crosses down the wall, doing the spider; sticks her tongue out at Fraser and Julia; looks back at audience and speak from beginning of speeches, each trying to be heard above the others.)

FRASER: Can you believe it? I am surrounded by
maniacs and idiots. It is hard to say
which is worse, the maniacs or the idiots.
(Fraser crosses to downstage center)
It is hard to say which is worse, the
mania of the maniacs, or the idiocy of the
idiots. For if there is one thing I
cannot abide it is the mania of maniacs;
for if there is something I hate even more
than that it is the idiocy of idiots.
And the worst

(All FREEZE except Fraser, who continues solo)

And the worst is the idiocy of bad jazz,
and the noise of these infernal idiots and maniacs,
idiots and maniacs as you see arrayed all about me.
Me!

(All resume speaking from where they had left off; FRASER, BIANCA, and JULIA circle clockwise on the white wall as they speak; the PHOTOGRAPHER flees with camera s.r. into the orchestra; by the next freeze, FRASER ends up d.l., JULIA ends up d.r., BIANCA ends up u.c. on wall)