No, it wasn't you! YOU were great! It was me: I graded myself tonight. First act, first scene, pretty good...let's say, 90 percent. Then, the director came over to say, "Needs more energy." Okay, I was just so delighted to not be sleepwalking, given my current home life and other issues, like the module due to the university, the constant calls about mother's stuff, the overdue long-distance call from a heartbroken friend today. No time to exercise today, no time to eat, until the handful of fresh blueberries and the semi stale bran muffin, right before leaving the house early, to beat traffic, and make it to pre-show rehearsal.
My fellow actress and I chatted before her next onstage moment. We were both really tired (she works full time and has a long commute to the theater), but feeling confident anyway. Then, she came back, to say she had not been perfect in that scene. "Welcome to Honorine's world," I said. Not having witnessed her moment onstage, I know nothing. But, she was quite concerned.
Blithely, I went on to my next scene, revving up the energy. Got it. Handled it. Feelin' pride. Came back to our dressing room, announcing my grade: "100 percent!"
Never, ever do that, fellow thespians! You will be setting yourself up for a fall.
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