After finishing the cast list, Anne decided that she needed to take a break.
She went outside, unlocked her bike from the railing where she kept it, and started out along the wide, empty streets. That was the nice thing about the town in which she lived...the streets were practically empty, practically all the time.
Now that she'd got this idea for her play, she'd have to run with it. Keep working on it while the enthusiasm was flowing within her.
Aided, of course, by frequent visits to the Sweetwater Little Theatre to see more productions - they put on one a month - and get more of a feel for the actors and their skills.
Anne smiled slightly. She'd have to talk to those actors. Eventually. But it would be better if she had her play well under way before she did so.
Or maybe not.
Maybe she should just bite the bullet. As a community theatre, the theatre depended a great deal on volunteers to come in and help out. She saw their ads all the time - for ushers, people to run the light board..whatever the heck that was...
"Hmmmm," thought Anne as she rode along. That might not be a bad idea. She didn't want to usher, but it would certainly help her to learn how things like light boards and sound boards were run. Maybe she had better volunteer, and the sooner the better.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
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