I don’t think I’ve ever before been so frustrated during rehearsals for a play. S, who was such a great director in Nunsense, turned out not to have… I’m not sure what’s missing… discipline? organization? cojones? I don’t know, but whatever it is that’s missing, it’s driving me crazy. The show opens this coming weekend and we’ve only just last night run the show all the way through (supposedly we were going to run it without stopping, but for no reason I could understand, she kept stopping to block scenes that had already been blocked. One more show like this would be enough to put me off theatre (or at least the WCT) for life.
I guess it doesn’t help that I’m working on two paid audiobook gigs at the same time, so I really don’t have much in the way of free time (hence the long gap since my last post), but at least those are coming along nicely. I should be done with the first one due within a week or a week and a half. The other I have another month to finish. I’ll be able to really get busy with it once I finish the first one.
One thing I have been enjoying in Brigadoon is learning Scottish Country dancing. One of the girls who auditioned used to do it for a hobby in the last place she lived, and she’s choreographed a couple of scenes. It’s great fun, and several of us are trying to convince her to start a Scottish Dancing Society here in Waco.