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01 August 2003 @ 11:01 am
Nothing like the classics  
What with Faire approaching, I’ve been having major anxiety dreams, for several weeks. Last night, for a bit of a change, I merely had the classic actor’s nightmare.

It started with me wandering the grounds, noting all the new construction that had been started. At least a dozen new booths were being built, the bare bones of the framework gleaming golden in the bright morning sun. Then I was talking with Nick (one of the squires), and he was complaining about the character he was being made to play. It was at that moment that I realized I had done NO character development of my own. Right on the heels of that, I noticed that I wasn’t in costume and Opening Gate was only minutes away. "I need to look at my script!" thought I. "I can’t recall any of my lines!"

I started to head back to the costume shop. As I did so, it came to me that I had not yet set my weapons. I started to run. I had minutes to get in costume, take my weapons backstage, look at my scripts (for I now remembered NO lines in ANY scene). As I passed Roselawn (the joust field), I noticed that Oso was not there. There was a new and entirely untrained horse for me to ride in the show. I put on more speed, racing toward the costume shop, but the path just kept getting longer and longer...

I woke up, heart racing, scarcely able to breathe. Though exhausted, I was afraid to close my eyes again. Happy opening weekend to me, hmmm? Ah well. At least it wasn’t the dream about patrons trying to kill me because my performance was so bad.
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I feel: nervousnervous
Ratesjulratesjul on August 1st, 2003 11:01 pm (UTC)
*hugs and hopes that all the bad dreams go away*