Alright, after the salt that was yesterday’s post, it’s time to talk about something I love to do: acting!

Why do I love acting (and, by extension, the rehearsal process)? Let me confess something. I’m not good at acting. I’m not good at maintaining a dialect. I’m not good at keeping a straight face. I’m a goofy son of a bitch. But I enjoy the hell out of it. I enjoy being loud and making fun of myself and making a fool of myself and making funny faces and repeating jokes over and over again until they’re not funny anymore. And all of those moments of happiness and repetition fit into what rehearsing is all about.

Me making stupid faces (or something)

It’s particularly lovely rehearsing here for our project. And it’s not just because of the lovely people, although they are lovely; their body of work is both challenging and a perfect fit for my skills. I go from playing a seal (which sounds like this) to playing a reserved, independent writer that loves/doesn’t like materialistic American girls to playing a lovestruck alien stuck in a human’s body, which includes some interesting spasming when the alien has his first beer. A lot of actors say the biggest high of acting is the actual performance on the stage, but I legitimately feel that the repetition, the communication, the development of the still raw script into a performance is more enjoyable to me. And it’s in one of the very few air-conditioned spaces in Armagh, which is a blessing with this God-foresaken heat wave.

The key is: fun people, fun plays, and fun times. I love rehearsal.

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