Dec 01, 2006 18:24
Tomorrow I go to England.
Four auditions in three days.
I have no way of knowing where I stand, and will be grateful if they simply tell me to try again next year...
24 days until Christmas.
27 days until wedding.
The invitations should arrive this week or the next, do not despair.
Intense fear and aching belly.
I have never before been so stressed. Did you know that behind the calm facade of the performer lies a person terrified to step on stage or draw attention to herself, specially when those listening are people who you know will judge. Professionals. They will hear the small failure in the low tones you never heard, and know when my Italian isn't good enough.
And they won't smile at me. I need the audience to smile...
God, I'm afraid.
I've never been so afraid before.
Wish me luck. Remember I love you all, and I will always try.