Blah. It’s hump day and I feel like I am nowhere near the top of the hump. In two and a half weeks “Sweeney” will be one less worry. Then it’s back to “Coyote on a Fence” since we take it to competition at the beginning of November. Will we win? Do I care? Ask me when I get past the hump.

Well, I only got yelled at once last night … and that’s a good thing.

The thing that I really love and really hate about directing is the whole audition/choosing/calling part. I love it because you get to meet new, talented people. I love it because you can make some folks very happy by offering them their dream part. When I called the fella I want to play “Sweeney,”, I think if he could have leaped through the phone line and kissed me he would have. That’s cool. On the other hand I hate it because someone will get pissed when they didn’t get the part they wanted. That happened last night. A lady who wanted to be the “Beggar Woman” was very short with me on the phone when I offered her a spot in the ensemble. Ah, actors, ego and the joys of disappointment.