I received an e-mail yesterday about the class I will be taking. It starts next week. It will be small–seven people total. I have to miss two classes, because I will be going on a trip, but I’m afraid I will miss a lot.
I wonder how many of my classmates are native English speakers? The e-mail asked for our ages (so that the instructor can pick age-appropriate monologues and scenes in advance), if we prefer to work in any language other than English, and for us to bring in a prepared two-minute monologue.
None of my acting books or plays have come in yet, so the idea of presenting a monologue at this point is not very ideal. I have one go-to monologue that I always use in times like these. I’ve been performing it for five years, which on one hand means I am comfortable with it. On the other hand, sometimes I feel it to be a bit stale. My original emotional prep behind the monologue stemmed from problems I had with my first boyfriend before we broke up (when I was sixteen!). I also haven’t read the play that it’s from, Grandma Duck is Dead by Larry Shue, in ages! Now, I remember very little from the play, which does not make the monologue particularly strong. So I need to firmly rely on my own instincts, emotional prep, and cloudy memory of the circumstance behind the text. Not great but could be worse. I’ve had the monologue memorized for years and no longer have a text version.
I had been looking forward to presenting a new monologue, from one of the plays I ordered, but this isn’t possible since they haven’t arrived yet. The last time I auditioned with the piece from Grandma Duck is Dead, I was very nervous, still delivered, but didn’t exactly nail it the way I had hoped.
Oh well. I’m going to work out soon, shower, read some blogs, work on my monologue, and maybe scan craigslist for any anglophone acting opportunities.
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