On Missed Opportunities

I just today discovered that a theater in this area will be performing a set of three one act plays in November. Two of them I would be interested in seeing, and even more interested in acting in: one is an Agatha Christie, the other, Sepulchre of Songs, an adaptain of a short story (same name) by my all time favorite author ever. It's a brilliant story about a girl with no arms or legs who wants to escape from the life she has. To not only act again, but to have a even a chance at playing that particular part, I would gladly take the chance of humiliating myself at whatever type of audition they decided to do, and love the opportunity to spend every moment of my free in rehersals until the performances end.

Of course, I discovered this series of plays was being performed through the discovery of an old online audition notice... and the auditions were two days ago.

So instead of give up every second of free time (and I did have things I wanted to do in October, after all), I'm going to keep an eye on the dates and times of the performances, and make sure to get in my reservations long before they are sold out. If I can't act in this particular play, I intend to at least see it performed; after all, I've read both the story and the script. And they were both very, very good.