Just got back from our improv student show. Goodness gracious, at the start it seemed like we’d only be playing to a few people but more and more people trickled in until the small theatre space was about two-thirds full. I’m really not in any condition to go at length as to what happened because I’m simply exhausted; however, it was an amazing show. That one hour flew by. There were so many people in that space that I became entirely sweaty and was drenched by the end of the show. There seemed to be a lot of love from the audience.
As it is, I’m currently being a little hard on myself. Maybe I could have been stronger in X or in Y. Maybe I jumped in too much. Maybe my characters lacked variety. I don’t know. There was one game in particular that I was a part of that was pretty much a train wreck, but we committed to the game and played through to the end. That’s probably the only thing that saved that game. In the end, I can’t let that shadow the fact that I played hard tonight and left nothing in the tank. I was exhausted by the end, sweating like a mad man. The audience should be able to at least appreciate that much.
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Jebus says:
Tue. August 31, 2010 at 9:33 am (UTC -5 )
Nice, congrats on a triumphant culmination!
Jay says:
Mon. September 6, 2010 at 11:54 pm (UTC -5 )
It was such a relief to successfully make it through the show. Worn out, soaked, and I’d do it all again if I had to.