Wednesday, June 26, 2002

 
"But stay, for here comes the Queen. . . but who is that they bring, and with such maimed rights?"
I hopped into Alex's arms, knowing that was our cue. Trying to be as much like Nicole Kidman as possible, I allowed myself to go limp as Lindsay covered me with a blanket (a stand-in for the cloak we actually use). My arms and head drooped into unsupported space, my world suddenly blinded and blackened by thick fleece. Alex started forward.
A resounding iron thud-bang echoed through my skull, shaking me down to the bottom of my spine. Alex, unused to my head dangling at such an odd angle, had walked too near the scaffolding.
I was dazed, and I heard Eric laughing softly in concerned disbelief as Alex set me down, cradling me against him and frantically stroking my head. All this while I was still shielded by the fleece, my expression unreadable. It ached too much to cry. I felt Ben's hands on my back, but I just kept murmuring, "I'm fine, I'm fine, just keep going, please", because all I wanted to do was be able to lay down on the ramp. The pounding in my head insisted that I not stand for another minute. After the scene was over, I curled into Ali's blanket and sat in one of the lawn chairs, trying to concentrate on the rest of the actors.
Alex's note at the end of the run-through?
"Don't kill Norah."
11:19 PM

Monday, June 24, 2002

 
Did you know that I come home with a sprained nose a lot? I bet you're wondering why. I'll tell you. It's a sign of affection. And Ben has prominent cheekbones.
10:15 PM

Sunday, June 23, 2002

 
Did you know that when Polonius says "That's good, 'mobbled queen' is good" or "hot love on the wing", I have to laugh every single time? Because I just can't hate Cameron, as much as I try to at rehearsal. His eyes are just too blue.
8:55 AM

Saturday, June 15, 2002

 
Inside my heart is breaking...
My makeup may be flaking...
but my smile
still.
stays.
on.
9:47 AM

Thursday, June 13, 2002

 
I just have to leave it all off the stage or use it to my advantage.
Why, why, why is this so frustrating?
Once upon a time, I would have poured my heart out here.
I can't now.
8:30 PM

 
Yesterday, rehearsal was wretched. Nobody really wanted to be there. Ben was exhausted-- his grandpa is sick, and he's been in Logan for the past two nights taking care of him, getting no sleep. Carl was being sort of... apathetic, annoyingly apathetic, more interested in Lindsay than in rehearsal. All Thora would do was read letters from her boyfriend, who is in Dallas. Ali was the only one concentrating-- I admit, I was more interested in what was happening in my book, to the hobbits, than in Hamlet.
When I got onstage to do my lines with Ben, Eric, and Carl, we couldn't have had less chemistry. I knew Ben was tired, and I think I was unconsciously pulling back so as not to push him. I was entirely out of character, and he entirely just didn't care.
I wish Eric was playing Polonius. I feel so much more... I don't know, scolded and oppressed when he reads Cameron's lines. Not that Cameron is bad. He's just shorter than me.
9:39 AM

Thursday, June 06, 2002

 
Rehearsal is over and done with for the rest of the week. It's kind of nice.
Eric made Ben and me show the whole cast The Scene... I didn't mean to laugh just before the first kiss, but I had to. I was feeling incredibly awkward, with Alex wrapped in a blanket and watching from the front row. But the scene went well, despite some accidental nose-smashing.
Rehearsal on Monday was a lot of fun, but entirely awkward until the kissing was pushed out of the way. Ben has done a million and five stage kisses, and I've never done a single one. Ben and I had an extremely bad case of the giggles. Every time I would hand him the "remembrances" and turn to walk away, we would both burst into laughter. For no reason. Honestly.
Tonight I have to go and help with Jesse's movie. I'm supposed to look thuggish. This... is nearly physically impossible for the Norah.
9:31 AM

Thursday, May 30, 2002

 
Let's see if this dratted bloody thing is behaving yet. If it isn't, I may have to kick this whole thing down the drain. You heard me.
1:14 PM