On My Way

Yikes! Class starts back up this afternoon. It just hasn't seemed real, even with all the homework. It never felt like it was looming, but I'm all a flutter now. Big fellow like me all a flutter. Sounds pretty silly to me, but butterflies know no bounds. New classes too. Acting has evolved into Acting/Verse/Text/Scene Study for six hours a week. We also have tutorials for an hour and a half a week. No idea what that will be, and I'm wondering if it will include everybody, some, or just one person at a time. Not the latter I hope.

We also have a three hour audition class on Sundays. At this point that one makes me the most nervous. Just the whole audition thing I suppose. I generally enjoy auditions, but I certainly don't enjoy them when they're pending. I think I'd adapt an old saw and say, "The only good audition is a finished audition."

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more,
        "Henry V" (5.3.44)