Rehearsals are going well. It's such a joy to be working on a play that I love. Even when I'm doing the often tedious memorizing of lines I'm discovering things... like how the first speech about Sophie Germain is lecturing, but in the second one... she really gets caught up in her passion. And of course I'm a geek and I'm researching mathematicians online and... It's good. It's fun. I'm onstage the entire time in rehearsal (I think there are three whole pages of the script that I'm off) and it's great to be WORKING. It's what I love.
There have been good things about all 5 of the shows I've worked on previously this season. But this? This is the bomb.
The new guy is working out pretty well. He's totally green. He auditioned sort of on a lark, but he was talking today about how he started off just kind of wanting to see if he could do it, and now he really wants to "rock it." He takes direction and is working hard. It's fun to see his enthusiasm. I think he's got the bug. God help him. He was even off book today for one of our scenes. Impressive.
So... Yay. After all that stress it's working out. It's coming together.
(I was going to title this post "Putting It Together," but then I remembered I already did that. That's the danger of thinking so often in song lyrics. Which gives me a great idea for a Monday Mission....)