It was a dark and stormy night...
I've always wanted to write that. Actually, though, it WAS a dark and stormy night for the first night of auditions for the play. It didn't dampen our moods, though. I had a terrific time, trying to be helpful. I even read a bit when there was a hole in the casting, and I really enjoyed it. I don't know that I'm ever going to be an actress, but I think I'm a pretty good reader, and everybody should do what they can, right?
The play is going to be really funny, which is exactly what I need. I hope they need lots and lots of help. I plan to make myself entirely indispensable. The important thing was that for two and a half hours, I didn't think about any of my problems. It was practically a miracle.
I don't think I mentioned yesterday that this play is being directed by the very talented Andrew Scott Turner, a great writer, my good friend and the author of some of the wittiest comments you'll ever read out in the blogosphere. I had no idea he had directing talent, but evidently, his skills cover a lot of ground. I can't wait to watch him work, because he makes me laugh just about every time I see him, and that, too, is miraculous. He's back blogging again, in case you missed that post, over at A Long Patience.
Spending time with people I already like, and the possibility of making a new friend or two while participating in that grand adventure called theater...well, let's just say things could be worse.
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