After a stressful, heartpounding, and absolutely terrifying three minutes of my life, auditions are finally over. Of course, things never work out exactly as we would like them to, so my audition wasn't perfect. I muffed up the introduction of my second piece out of sheer nerves, but the monologues themselves went off without a hitch. In fact, they went a little bit better than I had originally hoped. I was concerned that my comedic monologue wasn't actually funny. I was terrified that it would fall flat on the judges' ears without even a chuckle or a smile. But to my complete surprise, they laughed! I got to a line that no one had ever laughed at before (it being a fairly elevated literary joke) and one of the judges just lost it. It is such a fantastic feeling to evoke laughter from an audience. At the end of my 3 minutes, I said, "Thank you very much, have a nice day," walked out the door, and breathed for the first time in a week.
Don't let my happy tale fool you. The terror isn't over. In fact, it has only begun. The next step is considered by many the most frightening of all: walking up to the callback list and trying desperately to find your name. If your name is listed under any of the shows, that means they liked you and they want to see you back to read from the script. Congratulations! If not...it's a blow to the self esteem, that's for sure. Because even though walking up to the actual cast list seems just as daunting, it's really not. If you don't get a part, it is disappointing. But at least you can say that you made it to the second round of casting. But if you don't make the callback list...they really didn't like you. So clearly, I'm desperately hoping to see my name on that list tomorrow night. And if so, then the real fun begins.
Call backs.
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