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author: Eric Wagoner
date: '2000-05-30T11:10:26'
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title: I spent the last two
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I spent the last two nights sitting in the director's chair auditioning strangers. How strange it was, too. I've been to so many auditions now that getting up there and doing cold readings or prepared bits doesn't even phase me anymore. Recite _Mary Had a Little Lamb_ while pretending I'm a blizzard? No problem. It's just not stressful or nerve-wracking like it used to be. But this, watching all these people go by, was something new. "_Read this_ ," I'd say, and they'd read it. "_Try that_ ," I'd say, and it was tried. I've never had to do this before. This'll be the fourth play I've directed (not counting the years of radio drama), but I was able to hand cast the others. "_I'm doing this play. You'd be great for one of the parts. What do you say?_ " And it was cast. Here, I was bound to have open auditions. Published in the papers and the whole bit. I didn't know hardly anyone there. And I was nervous. Me! Here I was, giving people two minutes to show me if I could work with them for the next two months or not. Some of them needed more time to show me, so I called them back for more. "_Thank you. Next!_ " A parade of hopefulls, showing me their best. Now it's cast. The mold is set. Wonderful people were turned away out of necessity. We've all got a week and a half now to collect our thoughts, catch our breath, and then it's seven weeks of rehearsals. Whew!