“I don’t…”
“You can and will,” I promise. “I’ll help you. I’ll teach you the basics of acting. I mean, think about it. The similarities between teaching and acting are there. You stand up in front of an audience and recite stuff. In the case of stage acting, it’s just fiction, not English or whatever.”
She’s still looking at me incredulously, like I’ve just told her I’m Napoleon come back to life.
I continue. “Okay, how about this? Just come to the first class next week. You’ve already read most of the play and know what it’s about. Join the group as we discuss the components of a play, the process for putting on a live stage production and the plans for preparing for the live performance this summer. Then if you’re not interested, I won’t be offended.”
“Theo, this is crazy,” she hedges, but I know I’ve got her.
I give her my biggest, craziest smile. “That’s exactly why you should do it. Plus, I could really use the support. I’ve never directed a play before.”
Joey’s eyes grow wide and then a smile forms on her beautiful face.
“You’re directing it, too? Oh my God, that’s great!”
With a flail of her arms, she throws her body into my chest and I let out aumphas she knocks me back in a big hug.
Now I just need to convince her to join the cast ensemble. And maybe if she’s good at it, assign her the female lead role.
I have thoughts on who will be the male lead character. I’m sure there have been plays where the playwright is the director and principle actor before. Right?
Well if not, there’s always a first time for everything.
