I had a froyo date with my neighbor last night, just to catch up on the past week-and-a-half-ish, and part of our conversation centered around how OKC is great for us right now, but we won't be sticking around here. And we wondered where our next stops would be... I've got two serious contenders. One, for its own reasons, is more serious than the other, but (on the off chance I am) let me be the first to tell you that plans seldom work exactly how you think they will (which is, of course, for this agenda-abiding kid, terrifying).
The image above is a screenshot of my new background on le macbook. Just a little something I whipped up because I needed something new but that would still remind me to be brave.
(This was my background before.)
A couple weekends ago I had my first professional audition of the 2012 season. It was in New Orleans for Tulane Summer Lyric. I'm not one to brag on myself, but it was probably the single best audition I've ever had, and because of that fact, it may have been the best day I've had in a really long time. (Don't get me wrong, my days in general are fine--they're just a little humdrum right now).
I had another audition last week in OKC. It wasn't so great. Overall I'm okay with the fact that it didn't go well, but there's still that part of me that is miffed because I want them all to feel like that NOLA audition. I know that's not realistic, but I'm sure's shootin' gonna keep trying for that.
Anyway, I still haven't heard back from the good people at Tulane, so if you'd join me in crossing fingers that they wanna cast me, I'd be much obliged. I've got one (maybe two) more audition(s) for this summer. If I don't get any theatre work, it'll be all right. I'll hang around OKC and work my tushy off, maybe actually save some money, and be refreshed for the final half of grad school.
But when I think about that next stop, I want this summer to include theatre work. I know I may have to sell my soul after graduation just to scrape by, wherever I live, and may not even be able to afford theatrical work for a stint. Anything's possible, but that's most probable. But the point of going into all this debt was to keep living the dream after graduation. The degree is nice, but when it comes down to it, I need the experience more than anything. I want the experience more than anything.
Maybe all this career girl talk is coming from watching Thoroughly Modern Millie yesterday, or maybe it's because I need to be distracted from how alone I am sometimes (don't get me wrong about that, either. I do alone really well; I'm independent and have plenty to do. Alone is definitely less complicated). What it really is, I think, is that sometimes I need an escape from myself.
"I brood too much over my own small affairs and need stirring up..."
