Burn books . Don't hesitate.
I guess this is the group this goes in.Writing about theater? Yawn.
Should I even bother about what belongs in any group I have affinity with? There is not really much music in this show.A musical it is not.A coyote howls,which is music to me,so I gave it a wolf call off the cuff and yes I was corrected.It was a placeholder for cold reading,people, geez.
So our short play thing is coming up and I go,yeah I will direct one or two,I like the campfire one which was about to get dropped and me-yes I'll bring it to life,partly because I want to build some fake fires and make them neat a glittery.Nick is onboard,he'll help me,we got it.But the scene opens with this lady throwing an (anger management) book into the campfire because of the music from the next tent and see I am a BIG fan of burning books onstage,so as any given actress shows up for these cold reading auditions I'm asking,"umm,hey-are you afraid of fire? like, will you torch a piece of newsprint or set some flash paper off so this sucker begins with some excitement and then we can settle in to learning about what sort of unhinged bitch your character turns out to be?" Jen is into fire,like we can be pyro buddies.I like her.
But I cast young Sabrina because her place on the spectrum guarantees a good fit and oh,Jen has cancer.
That explains a lot. Then I dropped directing because of unsavory life commitments but I'll still build the stage and do the sound design,as usual . But this time I get paid because we got a fat grant and the Masonic Hall is all paid up for the month and I'm happy to show certain cast members the secret attic door. viva.
Should I even bother about what belongs in any group I have affinity with? There is not really much music in this show.A musical it is not.A coyote howls,which is music to me,so I gave it a wolf call off the cuff and yes I was corrected.It was a placeholder for cold reading,people, geez.
So our short play thing is coming up and I go,yeah I will direct one or two,I like the campfire one which was about to get dropped and me-yes I'll bring it to life,partly because I want to build some fake fires and make them neat a glittery.Nick is onboard,he'll help me,we got it.But the scene opens with this lady throwing an (anger management) book into the campfire because of the music from the next tent and see I am a BIG fan of burning books onstage,so as any given actress shows up for these cold reading auditions I'm asking,"umm,hey-are you afraid of fire? like, will you torch a piece of newsprint or set some flash paper off so this sucker begins with some excitement and then we can settle in to learning about what sort of unhinged bitch your character turns out to be?" Jen is into fire,like we can be pyro buddies.I like her.
But I cast young Sabrina because her place on the spectrum guarantees a good fit and oh,Jen has cancer.
That explains a lot. Then I dropped directing because of unsavory life commitments but I'll still build the stage and do the sound design,as usual . But this time I get paid because we got a fat grant and the Masonic Hall is all paid up for the month and I'm happy to show certain cast members the secret attic door. viva.