This fund raiser is the dumbest thing I've ever done.
No offense.
But when it's 1:30am and there's no audience, howzabout we all go home and *pretend* like we just read the play?
But no. We can't do that. Instead, everyone plays like we're all part of some grand thespian tradition of pushing onward despite the fact reason screams, "Don't! Everyone's gone home! You actors are all that's left!"
So when she starts saying, "Oh for a muse of fire!" everyone cheers, like, "Yeah! Our drama club is the BEST!"
They're already $1000 past their goal. I mean. Come on.
But no. Home at 5am.
On the bright side, everyone agreed that my scene reading as the French princess in Henry V was probably going to be the highlight of the entire 24 hours.
Off Broadway. Off Broadway. Eye on the prize... Must stay positive. The artistic director directs Off Broadway...
Okay. Time to roll out of bed and read these other two plays for the first time before the 10pm-4am portion of the day.
Oh, for a muse of coffee...
-- Post From My iPhork
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