Jitters

I wrote a short play months ago, and my school decided to produce it. It performs on Friday and I'm SO NERVOUS! Last night I had a stream of nightmares about everything going wrong. *sigh* We have our tech rehearsal tonight. I trust my actors, I trust the director, I trust the crew. It'll be okay.

Right?

*GIANT sigh of happiness*

Best. Audition. Ever.

I don't even really care if I make callbacks (though I do really want to). It was worth it just to audition.

Audition Time Again! Shakespeare style.

Yay! I have an audition for my university's mainstage production. I'm super-excited. It's a Shakespeare play, and I'm using this monologue to audition.

Volumnia from Coriolanus

Should we be silent and not speak, our raiment

And state of bodies would bewray what life

We have led since thy exile. Think with thyself

How more unfortunate than all living women

Are we come hither: since that thy sight, which should

make our eyes flow with joy, hearts dance with comforts,

Constrains them weep and shake with fear and sorrow;

Making the mother, wife and child to see

The son, the husband and the father tearing

His country's bowels out. And to poor we

Thine enmity's most capital: thou barr'st us

Our prayers to the gods, which is a comfort

That all but we enjoy; for how can we,

Alas, how can we for our country pray.

Whereto we are bound, together with thy victory,

Whereto we are bound? alack, or we must lose

The country, our dear nurse, or else thy person,

Our comfort in the country. We must find

An evident calamity, though we had

Our wish, which side should win: for either thou

Must, as a foreign recreant, be led

With manacles thorough our streets, or else

triumphantly tread on thy country's ruin,

And bear the palm for having bravely shed

Thy wife and children's blood. For myself, son,

I purpose not to wait on fortune till

These wars determine: if I cannot persuade thee

Rather to show a noble grace to both parts

Than seek the end of one, thou shalt no sooner

March to assault thy country than to tread--

Trust to't, thou shalt not--on thy mother's womb,

That brought thee to this world.

Rebirth of the Theatre!

I know not many of you have been reading my book blog for two years. But if you have, you may remember Actress Antics, my Theatre blog.

Well, it's back! As you can clearly see!

I find it ironic that I would bring it back now, when I am doing relatively little theatre, rather than last year, when my whole life was theatre. But, there you go.

However, unlike Squeaky Books, I am not going to feel any pressure to update this blog on a regular basis. I'm just gonna update when I have something to update it with.

And there you go. Welcome to Actress Antics

UTA Conference, Frustration, and more Doing good

Phew. I don't have much time to update this blog anymore. My life is cRaZy and it's all I can do to update Squeaky Books.

On a happier note, tomorrow is the first day of the UTA (Utah Theatre Association [not the buses]) conference and I'm so excited! They're going to give us tips and pointer and we get to see at least one play a day and I get to miss two days of school! w00t! It's fantabulous!

So I was volunteered for another play George Washington Slept Here (which is ironically written by the same people who wrote YCTiWY) and usually that wouldn't be a bad thing. I love being in plays. But the rehearsal schedule is absolutely insane! Every day for 3 hours, and never ONCE have they gotten to my part. Which means I sit around for 3 hours doing nothing. I can do homework or anything because the play is so loud and distracting! I'm not sure what I'm going to do about that. They may kick me out because I already have such a busy schedule and can't come to a lot of rehearsals, but whatever.

Topic Change!

In You Can't Take it With You I have this amazing scene. Honestly. It's amazing. I get all the glory (but... uh... of course that doesn't matter) and I get to say some pretty HI-larious stuff. I made the director laugh a lot! I had a hard time not laughing myself (gonna have to work on that). I love it! My only trouble is memorization. There's so much! I'm pretty sure I can do it. I'm just a little nervous.

The End.
~Enna Isilee