The lights dim...the crowd hushes...the pianist plays too loudly and a fellow actor and I shake off last minute jitters before walking through the curtain.
Him: You ready?
Me: No choice. You?
Him: Born ready.
The lights raise and are too bright to let us see the audience. I was too in the moment to tell, but apparently my older brother said "that's my sister!" We got some laughs, loads of flowers, and a standing ovation at the curtain call.
I can't type more because my spacebar is a brat! But it was great and I can't wait to blog more about it later!
REEEEEE
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I've learned not to say the "no choice line" I always get horrified glances that can somehow be compared to thoughts of 'oh no, this is going to be completely horrible. What have we gotten ourselves into' to come to the other persons mind.
ReplyDeleteBut regardless I always do OK in the end anyway. So I'm glad you did spectacular as well :)
I'm glad to hear you did well. Was it a concert? Also, I fail at rubick's cubes. That's cool that you can.
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