I feel that if one is discontent one has no one to blame but themselves, which is not to say that I walk around with a moronic grin, finding the joy in a glass half full/empty. But I realize that I choose my basic level of happiness, luckily I live in an at will state for employment. If I am unhappy at work I can seek other opportunity. Easier said than done granted, but things worth having are things worth working for.
Hard to believe that nearly a decade ago I gave up my song and dance routines. But on Sunday I happened to see an advertisement for "Into the Woods" auditions at a community theatre. I went on a two day refresher and practiced heavily before deciding to put myself back out there. The Theater was an hour drive from where I live in the greater Charlotte area, and was located in a very old church which had been converted into a bomb shelter. But I stuck with it and decided I drove all this way. Nerves sometimes get the better of me. Now I won't pretend that everything went swimmingly - I in no way expect to be called back. I committed a very serious auditioning faux pas -- I forgot the words to my audition piece, not once but twice. So I had the accompanist skip ahead to the chorus. After the preceding mistakes the director was completely surprised when I hit some notes in a range much higher than any of the other wannabees. The look on his and the rest of the judges faces was of delight and shock. All in all I think I have some serious decisions to make - do I pick up a dream I have shelved for many years or do I let it rest in the peaceful slumber which it has become accustomed too.
Hard to believe that nearly a decade ago I gave up my song and dance routines. But on Sunday I happened to see an advertisement for "Into the Woods" auditions at a community theatre. I went on a two day refresher and practiced heavily before deciding to put myself back out there. The Theater was an hour drive from where I live in the greater Charlotte area, and was located in a very old church which had been converted into a bomb shelter. But I stuck with it and decided I drove all this way. Nerves sometimes get the better of me. Now I won't pretend that everything went swimmingly - I in no way expect to be called back. I committed a very serious auditioning faux pas -- I forgot the words to my audition piece, not once but twice. So I had the accompanist skip ahead to the chorus. After the preceding mistakes the director was completely surprised when I hit some notes in a range much higher than any of the other wannabees. The look on his and the rest of the judges faces was of delight and shock. All in all I think I have some serious decisions to make - do I pick up a dream I have shelved for many years or do I let it rest in the peaceful slumber which it has become accustomed too.
Painting: "Adam and Eve" by Tamara De Lempicka
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I understand! I haven't bothered to audition for anything or performed in... maybe ten years. I often think about auditioning for some local stuff but I never do. I miss it but I've convinced myself that: 1. I have no real talent 2. I'm too fat and could only be cast in fat ugly lady roles 3. What would really be the point? It's not like I could make a career out of it. The list goes on. I'm really proud of you and happy for you that you auditioned! Lately I've been thinking that what do any of my reasons for not doing it matter? It's something I liked doing and I should just try to do it again. So... maybe I'll just have to dust off my monologues!
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