Audition Time Again! Shakespeare style.

Yay! I have an audition for my university's mainstage production. I'm super-excited. It's a Shakespeare play, and I'm using this monologue to audition.

Volumnia from Coriolanus

Should we be silent and not speak, our raiment

And state of bodies would bewray what life

We have led since thy exile. Think with thyself

How more unfortunate than all living women

Are we come hither: since that thy sight, which should

make our eyes flow with joy, hearts dance with comforts,

Constrains them weep and shake with fear and sorrow;

Making the mother, wife and child to see

The son, the husband and the father tearing

His country's bowels out. And to poor we

Thine enmity's most capital: thou barr'st us

Our prayers to the gods, which is a comfort

That all but we enjoy; for how can we,

Alas, how can we for our country pray.

Whereto we are bound, together with thy victory,

Whereto we are bound? alack, or we must lose

The country, our dear nurse, or else thy person,

Our comfort in the country. We must find

An evident calamity, though we had

Our wish, which side should win: for either thou

Must, as a foreign recreant, be led

With manacles thorough our streets, or else

triumphantly tread on thy country's ruin,

And bear the palm for having bravely shed

Thy wife and children's blood. For myself, son,

I purpose not to wait on fortune till

These wars determine: if I cannot persuade thee

Rather to show a noble grace to both parts

Than seek the end of one, thou shalt no sooner

March to assault thy country than to tread--

Trust to't, thou shalt not--on thy mother's womb,

That brought thee to this world.

Rebirth of the Theatre!

I know not many of you have been reading my book blog for two years. But if you have, you may remember Actress Antics, my Theatre blog.

Well, it's back! As you can clearly see!

I find it ironic that I would bring it back now, when I am doing relatively little theatre, rather than last year, when my whole life was theatre. But, there you go.

However, unlike Squeaky Books, I am not going to feel any pressure to update this blog on a regular basis. I'm just gonna update when I have something to update it with.

And there you go. Welcome to Actress Antics

UTA Conference, Frustration, and more Doing good

Phew. I don't have much time to update this blog anymore. My life is cRaZy and it's all I can do to update Squeaky Books.

On a happier note, tomorrow is the first day of the UTA (Utah Theatre Association [not the buses]) conference and I'm so excited! They're going to give us tips and pointer and we get to see at least one play a day and I get to miss two days of school! w00t! It's fantabulous!

So I was volunteered for another play George Washington Slept Here (which is ironically written by the same people who wrote YCTiWY) and usually that wouldn't be a bad thing. I love being in plays. But the rehearsal schedule is absolutely insane! Every day for 3 hours, and never ONCE have they gotten to my part. Which means I sit around for 3 hours doing nothing. I can do homework or anything because the play is so loud and distracting! I'm not sure what I'm going to do about that. They may kick me out because I already have such a busy schedule and can't come to a lot of rehearsals, but whatever.

Topic Change!

In You Can't Take it With You I have this amazing scene. Honestly. It's amazing. I get all the glory (but... uh... of course that doesn't matter) and I get to say some pretty HI-larious stuff. I made the director laugh a lot! I had a hard time not laughing myself (gonna have to work on that). I love it! My only trouble is memorization. There's so much! I'm pretty sure I can do it. I'm just a little nervous.

The End.
~Enna Isilee

The Goodness of Doing Good

I'm finally starting to feel comfortable in my role in the play. As we've progressed the lines have come more and more naturally until this last practice I actually forgot that I was acting. That very rarely happens to me. I came onstage, said one word, and they other actors and director started cracking up. My heart felt like it was going to explode. I was so happy!

On the flipside that broke me out of character and I wasn't able to mimick it. But I'm sure that day will come.

~Enna Isilee

Voice Lessons and Cakes

So I began voice lessons today. I. Was. Terrffied. I have this horrible fear of singing in front of any living creature (dead things are fine). My dad drove me up and I said, "Are you going to walk me to the door?" he gave me a you've-got-to-be-kidding look and I trudged across the icy driveway. Alone. I knocked and the teacher answered the door. She's really young (one of my friend's older sister) and really hyper. Honestly she talked like crazy! Which was awesome, because I got to talk less. She's also an amazing singer and dancer.

I didn't have to sing! We just did basic stuff so it wasn't bad. Breathing, support, posture, soft pallette. Ya know. Basics.

That's my story!

Oh, and it was the director(of YCTIWY)'s birthday. I baked her a cake and we had a party. I frosted an Orca on the cake because she loves Orcas. It was uber fun. Maybe I'll post a picture.

~Enna Isilee

American Idol

American Idol starts tonight, I'm excited. The only part I really like is the auditions because then I can say to myself, "Well, at least I'm not as bad as them." Which I suppose is mean of me but... well... I'm really not planning on changing.

More posts after AI, and more about You Can't Take it With You.

~Enna Isilee

Awkwardness and Discoveries

We read through the script as a cast on Thursday and it was a very interesting experience. I had never seen this play before so I didn’t know what it was like or who the characters were. I have a very major part, it’s almost frightening. I have to go to every rehearsal and have a million lines to memorize.

Another thing is that my character is a bit scandalous. I’m about 50 years old, and I’m obsessed with sex and use that in my plays. It’s funny, but awkward. The funniest scene in the play (in my opinion) is lead by me, and it’s all sexual humor. It’s not too bad, no one actually says anything, but there are a lot of broken off sentences.

Actually… it’s only awkward to me. I read it to my mother and some friends and they said “There’s nothing wrong with that!” and laughed like crazy, and they’re really good people. I guess I’m just afraid people will think I’m like that, and I’m nothing like that. Most people say “Of course they won’t think you’re like that” but everyone who says that knows me. Most of those people in the audience won’t know me.

*sigh* anyway. It’s alright.

But it’s amazing what you can learn about some people just through random circumstance. The fire alarm went off multiple times while we were reading and a warning strobe-light flashed. From this I learned that my long time drama teacher/director is epileptic (no she didn’t have a seizure). It was just a very interesting experience.

My dad wouldn't tell us what he wanted for Christmas because he said that we should just know by talking to him.

It's a very interesting thing, that the best way to learn about someone, is just to talk to them.

Blocking (staging) starts on Tuesday! Eep! I’m excited and nervous.

One last thing, the very first scene has me playing with two kittens, the director says that we can’t have actual kittens. I’m trying to convince her though…

~Enna Isilee