I’m writing in the early AM as opposed to late at night when I’m delirious after a late-night van ride home to NYC. A novel idea, eh?
So. Previews. Not too much to report, other than they’ve been going well on the whole. Some nights feel better to me than others, but it’s hard to have perspective while you’re in the performance. Case in point-- last night I didn’t think I was on my game, really. I don’t know why, but I felt like I was still thinking about a lot of notes and things... while simultaneously having that really bizarre feeling that I didn’t know what line was coming next. Of course I know my lines. They’re in my subconscious at this point. (I have dreams where I’m doing the Hanukkah scene. Over and over and over.) But to my surprise (and relief? delight, even?,) Gerry pulled me aside after the show and told me he thought it was my strongest performance yet. Perhaps the feeling that I had of being about a half-step behind everything was actually beneficial-- instead of acting, I was reacting. Oh, actors. What do we know, anyways?