Let’s talk about Oscar. No, not that one! Let’s talk about Oscar Wilde. Let’s talk about me being in a play about Oscar Wilde.
You read that right, squiddies. I’m returning to theatre! It’s only been, what, almost seven years? The last theatre production I was involved in was Tom Stoppard’s “Dogg’s Hamlet, Cahoot’s Macbeth”, which I directed in the summer of ‘95 while I was still living in Pennsylvania. In Birmingham, I didn’t have the time to do anything but go to school and work, and then by the end I was too depressed to do much of anything with the free time I did have. Then we moved here and immediately had to deal with the start-up absurdity. In the past year, life has calmed down enough that I’ve started to spend more time being social, but I really ached to be back on- or near-stage.
Last fall, Chad and I auditioned for a show; he made it, and I didn’t. Then I got a promotion at work and my life suddenly got a bit more hectic again. Last week I was presented with an opportunity to stage-manage a show downtown, but the rehearsal schedule was horrific (four-hour rehearsals, six days a week, all spring and most of summer) and I wasn’t that attached to the play. Then I found out about a show called “Gross Indecency: The Three Trials of Oscar Wilde” and was fascinated. I roped Chad into going with me on Thursday to auditions. We read very well, and last night the director called us to cast us both.
The first rehearsal is tonight, so I’ll add more later, like which role(s) I have. All I know is that I’m not playing Oscar Wilde … which is good, because I’m about half his size.