....I fell on my face while iceskating. No, seriously. I was doing a lunge-glide, a move that I have not yet mastered due to my lack of flexibility, and my blade caught on the ice when the side of my skate should have been on the ice instead. I slid off-course and then lost my balance and slammed face-first into the ice.
Luckily, I didn't hit my nose, but I knocked my cheekbone and my chin pretty hard and I have a couple of shiny new bruises for my trouble. However - and yes, I am bragging - I am far ahead of the class's skill-level and have been asked by the coaches to please continue classes after this course is done, because I'm damn good. (Pleased? Me? Naw.)
In other news, the show run has gone well so far. I auditioned for the one-acts tonight (which irritates me, I dislike having auditions for another show mid-run), and it went fairly well. The actual show is exhausting, but rewarding. The whole cast is doing a good job. I'm no longer scared.
The other night, a very select group of us went to spend the evening following the show at the Southeringtons' house and most of us ended up staying until about 3:30am. It was wonderful. There was fun conversation and bitching about theatre in the area (as we do) and drinks flowed freely. I discovered some very useful information.
1. Frank likes me. And not in a creepy, skeezy way - I said something (I don't even remember what it was), and he looked at me with a big smile and said, "I like you. I don't know if I've said it, but I find you delightful." It made me happy.
2. He is determined that I reread "Tess of the D'Ubervilles", which I loathed when I read it at the tender age of fifteen. Frank studied Thomas Hardy intensively (he studied Hardy for his doctorate and did a very good - published - translation of "Jude the Obscure", which he insists I read after I'm done with "Tess") and disapproves a LOT of my sincere dislike of him. So we'll work on that.
3. I asked him very nicely to direct my senior project next year - we had a long, serious discussion over which play he wanted to direct, and he is thinking of "Miss Julie" by Strinberg, or something by Ibsen - I would love to do "A Doll's House", because Nora is fascinating. I wouldn't mind doing "Miss Julie", because of the creative effort that would be required, but I did dislike studying that play in "Modern Theatre" with Dr. Fran. (Then again, I disliked "The Cherry Orchard", too, and Frank changed my mind. So we'll see.)
4. Frank Southerington is my hero. I adore that man. The end.
So the night was fun and I had a great time. Frank gave me a ride home and when I told P.S. that he did the next day, he gave me an odd look (he had been there) and said, "I would've given you a ride, but you disappeared." Which I hadn't, but whatever. Frank is nicer than P.S. anyway, especially since he has no designs on me whatsoever.
About Me
- Camelot
- I small, cute, and crazy. That's pretty much all there is to know. A current jack-of-all-trades, that's mainly what I do because I can't figure out what I want to settle on. (This is why there are so many actors in the world.) I'm addicted to coffee, bad television, and paying off my student loans before the interest starts to accrue.
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Frankly, my attitude towards Hardy matches the remark this one critic made: "One gets the feeling that it's not a cruel, implacable fate that makes his characters suffer, but Thomas Hardy." He seems to me to have been a very vindictive man who got his jollies by destroying fictional characters he'd created. Good luck with all that.
He really, really did. That was the exact reaction I had when I read "Tess" five years ago, and I'm hoping that my opinion changes.
I also remember thinking that Tess herself was a complete wimp and it was certainly not worth having her as the title character.
But that's the requirement to be a Hardy title character - you have to be helpless enough to let yourself be destroyed by other outside forces or your own vices. Obviously people who can take care of themselves aren't interesting protagonists...
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