But soft, what is this? A second post? Why yes, gentle readers. I grace your virtual lives with my virtual presence once more on the 20th of October. My day looks up. I received gorgeous roses. (I never thought I liked roses really until I met a man who loves them so much he doesn’t really care what flowers I like. He is utterly convinced that no flower could trump the beauty and romance of a rose. So I learned to love them) I also ate at Cafe Rio, magically was not needed at rehearsal (Thank goodness, my corset was killing me. I experienced something akin to a blowfish thanks to my aforementioned expedition to the Cafe of Rio), and am wearing my beloved pumpkin earrings to herald the beginning of the holiday season.
I figured I would let you know I am breathing air (still not the sunshine-y air, but good, crisp, library air at least). Also, I wanted to amuse you all with the concept that we are all characters. I got to thinking about what I would appear like if an actress were to try and play me. What is my overall objective? How do I act around my family, my friends, my professors? What would be the hardest monologues in the play? When do I snap? When are the stakes high? What are my mannerisms? How do I sit in hardwood chairs as opposed to soft ones? When do I feel comfortable enough to go barefoot? What am I insecure about? Who am I attracted to? What am I aware of? What am I not aware of? What consciously drives me? What subconsciously drives me? What am I just pretending with, but to an audience it is incredibly clear that I am not being honest with myself?
It’s illuminating to do character work on yourself.