Because you're my favorite
Sorry to my 4 or 5 (five? look at me getting all full of myself) loyal readers that I haven't blogged. We opened the show this week. And that means that I left out all of the painful rehearsal stuff that comes along with the infamous "end-of-my-career" phase of rehearsal. Suffice it to say that Tara and I were both freaked out that not only would we destroy our careers, but that we would never learn our lines. And here's the thing with that. This play provides a unique challenge for actors. Not only is it set on adjoining balconies with 90% of the action taking place with the two of us talking together from our own balconies, but we are also largely talking about the same things for most of the play. It's a miracle that we know what scene we are in, much less our lines. But we spent a lot of time outside of rehearsal working on the play. I usually don't have to do that. I'm very fortunate that I just remember words, but w...