It was a perfect storm. There are certain things I need before and during an audition. I got none of them. Just because of the way it was set up. Nobody’s to blame, it was just not my optimum audition situation.

On the way out, one of the monitors asked if it went well. “No,” I said, “I planned two pieces that required a lot of movement and there wasn’t the room I was expecting and I adjusted poorly.”

“Do you think you’re just being hard on yourself?” she said.

“Nope,” I replied. Because I wasn’t. I made stupid mistakes to try to fit my ground-covering pieces into a much smaller space. I had less than ten minutes to come up with a workable plan and that I couldn’t try it out first, because I was sitting in the house waiting for the performers before me to go. I think I did the best I could on the fly.

It was not as bad as the worst audition I have ever given (a 2nd callback for an Equity house in Portland, which I will someday tell you about because it was abysmal), but it was amateurish and I went over time.

Ah, well. It’s over now. Time to move on and focus on tonight’s callback. And maybe treat myself to a donut for surviving.