I'm a wordsmith. A professional writer in my other life. I can bang out a criticism with my eyes closed. I can scribble dialogue that is fresh, entertaining, yet emotional. My plotting might be questionable, but sometimes I can cover with an over-abundance of descriptors.
Yet I'm afraid of the word on a page that has to be spoken live, in color, for an audience. Memorizing. I'm about to enter the realm of rehearsal for a play, playing a substantial role, and it's not only memorizing your own lines, but figuring out cues that you get and receive from the other actors, utilizing props at the correct moment, making the right gesture. Not forgetting..,anything. As you age, one of the last things to go is the mind, but since everything else on me has basically started to go south...I do worry about stringing words together without a script in my hand. But that is what rehearsals are all about. You get to say the lines repeatedly, with others, moving about the stage. You get the rhythm. You get the essence and sense of the part over time. You say things out loud. People catch me talking to myself more and more. But if it was truly easy, more people would do it. I love it!
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