May 18, 2011

...Or, why I am a terrible blogger.

Every time I sit down to write one of these things, it feels silly and pointless. Does anybody but me (and possibly my mom) care about my blog? But then, a realization - the point of this is not so others can read about my oh-so-fascinating life. The point is that I have a record of the way I was feeling and the minute, day to day activities I did that brought me to wherever I am the next time I read it. Hopefully someday I'll have something really interesting and fantastic to write about that people'll want to read. Until then, this.

Today seemed as good an occasion as any other to write a blog entry. I had my first real live professional theatre audition today! That's right, I auditioned for the good folks at Tennessee Repertory Theatre. Now, my only audition experiences so far in life have been at the collegiate and regional/community levels, so I don't really know what to expect as far as an outcome is concerned. I do know, however, that I was remarkably un-nervous and didn't forget a single word of either monologue. I sounded awesome on my song and got a compliment on how awesome my shoes were. Pretty much all I could ask for.

Then I went to work wearing my audition outfit. Two men and two lesbians complimented my appearance. Score!

Living here is so strange. I have literally no idea what I'm going to be doing in the next year, five years, ten years. But that's something that hasn't changed. My days here consist of working at Wildhorse, looking up auditions online, biking around East Nashville, watching TV on Netflix, googling Shea Weber, and playing piano. And of course singing. Always singing. I hope something comes of my audition, but if nothing does, I'm proud that I went and I'm glad that I've gone over my first milestone - auditioning for pro theatre (that isn't Light Opera OK, which in my world doesn't count). Aaaaand scene.