Doubt is a Pulitzer prize-winning play. It’s really well-written, which is why I am so annoyed with myself after tonight’s rehearsal, when those lovely words were a hard time coming.
I mostly treat doing a show like a job. I like to have fun (I wouldn’t do this for free if it wasn’t fun) but when it comes down to it, it’s about focus and hard work.
Man, did I fuck that up.
I could not keep my focus and as quick as I wanted the pace to be, I couldn’t get there. There were extenuating circumstances, though, it wasn’t just me being an idiot. Super-tired, distracted with thoughts of work and maybe also the fact that I JUST BOOKED MY WEDDING FOR OCTOBER 13th OF NEXT YEAR AT VICTORIA HALL TODAY (Scheisse!) and kind of losing my connection with my fellow cast members a lot. A little unnerving when we open on November 4th, but I’m sure I’ll get there. As Heather, the shape of the scenes is good and, if I can STAY in character, I feel I have a good sense of it.Aargh. Anyone else get frustrated like this at rehearsals sometimes?
On a lighter note, I totally tried on my nun’s habit and I look AWESOME…I really may have missed my calling. Made me think about my first Cabaret costume (for Wilkommen) and what it will be like…I’m imagining a German officer of some sort (NOT a military officer, but like the polizei) with a short skirt and garters and…and a riding crop. I want to carry a riding crop again. Heh Heh….