Ah, class. It was good to wrap tongues and teeth around the Elizabethan language a bit. A chance to grapple with the language before actually having to grapple with it. (On an unrelated note, if you ever see a product in a grocery store called a Grapple, which is marketed as an apple that tastes like a grape, don't buy it. It's just an apple with spray-on grape flavoring. It sucks.) I felt like we were going a little fast and getting into a bit too much of a rhythm, without having a chance to handle each phrase as its own separate entity. I know personally I felt like blocks of five or six phrases were all being delivered in the same way even though they shouldn't have been. Eh, such is life...
I'm pumped for my scene and monologue. I get to work with more actors I've never really worked with (save for my time as human scenery), and I get to play Touchstone. Shakespeare's fools are always among his most insightful characters. Woo-hoo for acting!!
Getting a monologue from my shadowing subject has become a bit frustrating. I can count at least three occasions where I've heard a story which would have been perfect, but due to circumstances, I couldn't exactly pull out a notebook and start transcribing. There has to be a better way...
Ah, to rehearsal must I return. God bye you...
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