I got to witness a room full of people tap dancing to Macklemore’s “Thrift Shop” tonight. My job can be really awesome.

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prayer circle for every stage manager who has had to explain/justify their job to relatives.

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I just came back from my school’s portfolio show. I was the only stage manager, as most of the students exhibiting were designers or technicians, but it was still fun to be surrounded by so much amazing work. I gave a few business cards out and chatted with people, so I guess that’s networking accomplished. 

Here’s my smug-ass face. And my hair, which I have shellacked to my head with an absurd amount of hairspray.

Just got home from the first readthrough of Static, a new play that I’m stage managing. Hooray!

(Everyone looks really weird in this photo. I’m sorry, everyone.) 

I’m (sort of) going through this right now. It’s weird!

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I’m trying to compile a list of grants and internships to apply for as well as places to send my resume in the next few months, but it’s so fucking daunting. It’s amazing how easily discouraged I get if I think too hard about it and my chances of actually getting anywhere.

Still, I’m ready to be out of any sort of school for awhile. And all I can do is continue to work hard and apply to a thousand places and try to keep moving. Crazier shit has happened!

I helped out with some auditions tonight as a reader. All of the fun of auditioning with none of the crushing fear of not getting cast!

Well, we’ve (mostly) struck everything for the show I was just working on, and I’m currently waiting to go in to a read-through for the NEXT thing I’m working on. It never ends, does it? But I wouldn’t want it to.

I’m glad it went out on a relatively high note. It’s always hard to close a show, because you have so much invested in it and this one had a short run, but I’m excited to move on to new pastures. The new show, called Static, has the same director, one of the same collaborators, and one of the same actors as the one that just finished up, so it’ll be a somewhat similar experience, but changing scripts and people always creates some new, interesting relationships.

I just felt really pleased by everyone’s work, including my own. Putting in a lot of hard work and seeing an amazing product emerge can be its own reward, and even if no one recognizes what you do (and they do, don’t get me wrong), it’s just nice to know that you were there to help create an environment where people could make their art. It gives me the warm fuzzies. 

My schedule from January onward is going to be psycho, but I’ll get through it older and wiser, right? (And possibly a little less sane, but that happens sometimes) 

It’s the last performance of this show, I’ve consumed enough medicine and nasal spray to kill a horse, and I have candy. LET’S DO THIS.

(I hope you have all enjoyed my narcissistic self-portraits backstage. They’ve been fun.)