Rum, Sodomy, and the Lash: Pick Two (aghrivaine) wrote,
Rum, Sodomy, and the Lash: Pick Two
aghrivaine

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Shows

It's a tricky thing, doing a show with friends in the cast. There's a certain degree of competition, to be recognized as talented, to be given good parts, to get a little chance to shine. When one's friends are more talented (and let's face it, all of mine are) - it inevitably happens that one gets passed over in favor of someone one genuinely likes and admires. All at once, then, one wants to congratulate one's frend, even while themselves being disappointed.

Worse, then - when midst-show, it seems that some people's roles are being increased even as others are being cut - specifically, mine. I look at the other people who are getting cut, and they're all either truly odious, or utterly unreliable. I consider that I've been present, on-time, and cooperative for every rehearsal. I come to unhappy conclusions about what that means.

Henceforth, I will stick to writing.
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