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September 04, 2007
Because I Am Clearly Insane
I was gonna do work for my classes tonight. Create some lesson plans, do research so I look like I actually know what I'm talking about, that kind of thing.
Instead I am taking the night off. Why? Because tomorrow I start rehearsing for Clean House, a play for which I am either grossly too young or waaaay too old, but when the college puts it on, they know they have to make adjustments. (Plus, I understand Virginia, the role I'm playing. She's like an older sister. A MUCH older sister.)
So anyway, I am taking the night off while I still can. Dave & I chatted briefly on the phone this afternoon. We think we might actually get to see each other on Saturday. (He's ADing TWO shows this semester, one of which is the only production with which I'm not involved. So in October, when I'm heavy into rehearsal and Oleanna's up and running? He's got cat litter duty.)
You know how I was bitching about having too much to do last week? Yeah. That was before rehearsals began. Which are 6-10pm every night except Saturday. AND, I actually get a double-whammy on Sundays because I'm the voice coach for Midsummer Night's Dream and will be conducting vocal workshops with various cast members on almost every Sunday before rehearsals officially begin in mid-October. They're important, I've done more Shakespeare than anybody else in town at this point, and besides, I agreed to do them before I even knew I was eligible for a role in Clean House.
In fact, all of the stuff that's keeping me busy right now? Was scheduled prior to the auditions two weekends ago. So why did I, knowing that I will be quite thoroughly busy through the end of the semester anyway, audition for and then rejoice in my casting in Clean House?
Because I will always make room for acting.
As I told David several weeks ago, I never feel more alive than when I'm working on a role. It makes me happier than anything else I can think of. I've tried not being an actor. It doesn't work. I get so depressed I can barely function. And there's just not much here in the way of theatre. It's not big enough. Which is why we'll be leaving here once Dave graduates. Though as of yet we don't know where... (Note to self: get that damn CV put together.)
In fact, the only thing that trumps acting at this point is my nephew. Who turns ONE in October. That weekend? I'm dropping everything and heading to Boise. I've already got my plane tickets.
Posted by sally at September 4, 2007 08:22 PM
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