Pre- Show panic

     AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH Jane Eyre is tonight! How can this be? I swear we just started rehearsal!!!
     If you don't already have tickets, buy them at The Black Box Theater's Website and join me! Even though I'm slightly panicking, it's going to be amazing. This is the last show at the Black Box Theater, and it would be great if we could fill the shows!
     (Ya, I believe that everyone that could read this is already coming but still...)

Helen Burns

Helen Burns
By, Ruth Anna P.

I'm one of the voices inside of your head,
Reminding you someday you too will be dead.

I won't ever leave not even at night,
But I won't leave you alone to deal with your fright.

There are others here with me inside of your head,
Pushing you pushing until you are dead.

I'll watch them for you all alone in the night,
Whenever they crawl out and give you a fright.

One day the other voices left your head,
Leaving you behind as good as dead.

But I will stay with you through day and night,
I won't let him fill your head with stories and fright.

Again I'm the only voice inside of your head,
And I will stand by you until you are dead.

Thousands of whispers haunt you every night,
But now I won't try to shield you from fright.

There's another voice creeping into your head,
Calling you waiting until she is dead.

He's whispering your name all through the night,
And you leaving me behind has given me a fright. 

Forgive me,
I really tried.

Please understand,
I thought I was right.

 

Dear World

Dear World,
     Hi. We haven't sat down and had a real talk in a while. Quite frankly, I'm really tired of you. Sure, we've had good times, but it seems like those mostly ended a few years ago when I was little.
     Just a quick reminder, I'm only 15 years old. I don't need to have to have my life figured out. I don't need to be constantly working and running around. I don't have to be worried about how I'm going to pay for an apartment that I don't even own yet, and how I'm going to work in a job I don't even have.
     I honestly just don't care at all about some of the things you seem to find so important. I may not look like a model, but that's cool by me. I'm not on my way to Harvard, because that's not something that's important to me at all. I don't have a boyfriend, mostly because I don't need one at 15. You care a lot about these things, and you seem to be pressing these things on me all the time. I have other, better things to care about.
     I have amazing friends, who I love sooo much. I wouldn't give them up for the world. I have created so many memories with them that I will never forget, and I will remember them for the rest of my life. I don't know what I would do without them. I adore them, and they're worth so much more to me than Harvard.
    I love acting, and I've worked on theater for so long and hard that I'm getting places. I'm Helen in Jane Eyre right now, one of my favorite characters in one of my favorite books. I adore the people I'm in it with, and I love the theater I'm in it at. I would rather do this than look like a model.
     My room is lovely. I like my clothing style. I'm learning how to do my makeup, hair, and nails better. I have skills that I love, but you would never choose for me. I would rather have all these things than a boyfriend any day.
     So even though knowing you is nice, the pressure needs to stop. And you know what? I won't give up. I won't give in to you.
     Later!
- Ruth Anna <3 ( And probably a lot of other people that feel the same way.)

What Really Matters

     I'm going to hold off on posting the second day of the contest for now, because only 1 1/2 people have entered! Spread the word for me guys! And FYI if you're already subscribed to my blog, you can still enter down in the comments.
     I'm also sorry for all the acting posts. I just don't know what else to do! Let me now down in the comments if you have any other ideas for a post, acting or otherwise.
     Any without further ado, on with the post!



     The applause at the end of a show is amazing. It's even more amazing when the applause gets louder when you bow. It's something you will always remember. But that's not what about acting that really changes me.
     What really matters to me are the people that come up to me after the show and tell me how well I did. The people that I see sobbing in the audience as I recite my lines. The people that come up to me later and tell me how wonderful their day is now, or how our show helped them with something.
     What matters to me is the true laughter, or tears, or gasps that interrupt the show. Whenever I sit in a theater than I forget all that's going on in the real world, and I only think of the show. And whenever I'm onstage and hear a true sound of emotion coming from the audience, I can know that I've made a change.
     What matters to me is the other people in the show and the times backstage. When you're in the middle of the show, you're practically living in the theater, and everyone else in the cast is too. Everyone is tired and shoved together in a small space. Everyone gets slightly insane, and so you get to know the other people very well. And you'll always remember those times, and those wonderful people.
      Singing backstage.
      The flowers.
      The emotion that you feel.
      Getting to know your character.
      The interpretive dances backstage.
      Meeting everyone else onstage over and over and over again.
      The times when you know everyone else's lines and you've memorized the whole play.
      Carrying your script around with you everywhere.
      Building the play and watching it come to life.

    

I don't even know what I'm doing here. Why am I here? This was a bad idea.

My cue is five scenes away, so I have better go get in my place in the wing. It's never too early!

Oh wait, am I in the right place? Have I missed my cue? What is the meaning of life?

Oh no. I can't remember my lines.

That's it guys. I'm done for. Goodbye cruel world.

Here's my cue! Aaaaaand, here we go.

OWWWW! Lights in my eyes!

Why do so many people get worried about tripping? I've never tripp... Oh wait, never mind.

My life is over.

I should just leave.

AAAAHHHH

Oh wait, no one noticed.

And, first line.

Dang! That was good! Wow! I'm an actress right now!

Second line IN THE BAAAAAG!

I've got this.

Oops, got too cocky. There goes all my focus and ability.

This is bad.

Why is talking so hard? Blub, am I right guys?

They laughed! They like me, they really like me!

Done with my first scene, and yeah, it was great!

Never mind, I think it was pretty stupid really.

Nope! Now go for it again!

These shoes hurt.

I think my makeup is melting off my face it's so hot in this costume.

KILLED IT!

I'm going to Broadway guys.

I'm the next Bernadette Peters.

Oh. Oops. Never mind.

Wait, what? It's over? NO! This can't truly be happening!

Please, nooooo!

Why do you hate me world!

The clapping! It got louder!

I love this so much.

This is my life.

Opening Night/ Contest

First of- Our Town was today. And it was amazing. Thank you guys soooo much! I'm probably going to do a longer and better post tomorrow, but it's late and I'm tired.

So I would like to gain followers if possible, so I'm starting a contest. It's super easy. All you have to do is follow me by email (look to the side, it's a little bar) or already be following and then comment on this post what you think the best prize for winning this contest. Remember, I don't know some of you in person, so I can't make it something IRL. And remember to be reasonable. The person who's idea I like the least gets dropped, and then we'll go on like this once a week until everyone but one is gone and I have the perfect prize idea. Because right now I have no ideas for a prize. Sound good? Spread the word through my very small circle of followers. Good luck!

things i don't even find embarrassing anymore acting edition

1. Sitting in the monkey house at the zoo writing character back stories well everyone stares at me.
2. Getting mad at people that diss Broadway
3. Wearing full stage makeup out. Yep, poorly blended age lines and all.
4. Announcing to everyone in goodwill that i "cant wear the same thing to Emilys funeral as her Wedding"
5. Sweat stains on costumes. Those lights are hot.
6. All things that i might say during tec week. Im just slightly crazy then.
7. The high notes from Phantom of the Opera that i fail at. In public.
8. Everyone's faces when i tell them that i like acting. A lot.
9. Being able to quote plays word for word that ive never even seen.