The opera is over and now it is on to The Tempest. We have seven weeks before we open and two weeks for me to be off book. Prospero is not the biggest Shakespeare part (not really close) but it still has over three times the lines of the next wordy character. In case you don’t get that, it’s a lot of lines. 572, to be exact. I have two weeks to get that all down. Not a lot of time. I did learn the 20 line Epilogue while I was driving into work today. (To be honest, I had to a lot of time to do that. I forgot I had the keys to one of our cars, and had to run back home to drop them off, so it was a three time trip to work.) I decided that I would try to get the three big speeches down first, then work on the dialogue interactions last. Hope that’s a good strategy.
The weight loss battle is continuing about the same as always: no progress. My stress levels have been crazy and so I haven’t been as committed to portion control and exercise as I need to be. (I know, same old story.) I think the worst part of being fat right now is that fact that I can work up a sweat standing still. That really sucks. I have to act with people while I’m dripping. Ever since one fateful summer opera when I had about the most humiliating experience of my life, that has been a huge deal. I was doing a staged fight with someone and dripped sweat on their face. They stopped rehearsal and asked the director if we could be staged differently because he didn’t want to dripped on. While he didn’t handled that in the best way my feelings, I can’t fault him for his disgust. But ever since that time it has been a real concern of mine when acting with others. I’m not sure that much can be done between now and July 15th, but I need to try.
Quote of the day:
“We are such stuff as dreams are made on; and out little life is rounded with a sleep.” – Prospero –Act. IV, scene 1, “The Tempest”
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