Table Read for Lanford Wilson's "Fifth of July"

Well, I have to be honest....

My stomach was in knots on my way to the theatre.  You never know how the first read-thru is going to go.  Will I like everyone?  Will they like me?  Am I going to spontaneously forget how to read and get fired?  It can happen.  Believe me.

Luckily, I was able to put a few words together and I really liked the whole cast.  It was great to see some old faces and meet some new friends.  (By "old faces", I mean Margaret Dwyer.  She's playing fourteen, which is really a Hollywood 40.)  We shared some Juicy Juice, grapes and a few cookies.  If you threw in some hot bath buns and sunscreen, it was like we were already out on that wooden porch in Act Two.

Tomorrow we start blocking, which is going to be a monster.  August has been working all day on it.  I don't envy his job right now.  All eight of us are (pretty much) on stage for two hours, running in and out.  Which is fun for the actors, not for the director and assistant director.

I feel very privileged, to be part of such a talented group of people.  Now, whether or not they like me is a different story.  They better...

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