17 November
So I did have a rehearsal yesterday after all! I know, I know, I was shocked as well.
We rehearsed for one hour at Harlequin, and if I weren't the kind of actor that I am, very independent, very self-sufficient, very certain of herself, I would be up the friggin' creek. This man thinks that two and a half hours (if that long) and a tech is enough time for a person to prepare a ten minute monologue? Especially when the notes that he gives have little or nothing to do with the show as I see it?
This was my favourite exchange:
DIRECTOR BOYWe had a really bad studio at Harlequin, long and thin and with a piano taking up most of the room, so I couldn't do any blocking, and we were right on the ground floor next to the lobby, so the TV was blasting as though it were actually in the room, and I kept going up on my lines that I know perfectly well.
I think the part where you talk about how death happens is very much like a prayer. I got a prayerful feeling from it.ME
Really? Because I don't think that there is anything less prayerful than talking about death simply as being the end of life. There is nothing about God or an afterlife, only about nothingness. What kind of a prayer is that?
MEI hate being told to calm down when I am not actually upset. More than once, might I add. He must be one of those people who think that if you are swearing, you are angry.
I cannot fucking think with that TV playing.DIRECTOR BOY
Just calm down, calm down!ME
I am perfectly calm, I just cannot fucking think with that TV playing!
Ah well, we open tonight and then Sunday we are through. Thank Christ. Now that's praying.
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I had this question the other day, but I think that I worded it wrong. Let me try again:
Tell me a story about a day where every single little thing went wrong?
And we're still talking about sounds that you hate, loonies, weird sports, Hallowe'en costumes, death, and Rocky Horror.
Today's horoscope:
Feelings of love build slowly and gradually. Nurture that growth with positive attention.
One year ago today:
As soon as I hung up, everything shot straight to hell and the rest of the day was spent wrestling angels.
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