So I did something a little crazy last weekend. I took a bit of my writing to this audition I heard about, and I read it out loud.
It was rather intimidating.
See, putting yourself out there is hard. I know that I write on here and tell my story….but it’s different to stand up in front of people and have them respond to your writing and judge its quality and texture. And these are professionals—it feels like a stretch to put myself in the same league.
But what is life without a little stretching?
I first heard of this opportunity when my cousin took part in a similar performance in DC three years ago. Then it came up again when my friend performed in Chicago. I wondered if I could possibly match their courage in sharing my work with the world. But there weren’t any performances in my area, so I always let myself off the hook. I was small time, anyway.
But then I saw that they were holding auditions in my area. I looked online, and as luck would have it, I had missed the auditions by a few days. Cruel fate, I thought. “I coulda been a contender,” I Brando-ed to myself and had a nice chuckle.
And then I made the “mistake” of clicking further. I saw that a second weekend of auditions had been opened due to poor weather….and they were opening them to anyone! Darn my clever movie-line jesting at myself. Now I HAD to do it.
So I took a piece I had written a few years ago and I gutted it and rebuilt it, and read it out loud and then edited it and cut some hard things, and practiced it again and golly….I rewrote that opening a bazillion times.
And then I took the plunge.
And they liked it.
On Wednesday, I got an email with the secret good news. I kept waiting for the second one saying “whoops! We sent you the wrong one!” But it must be true, since it’s on the internet now….
I am pleased to announce that I am one of thirteen women performing in the Pittsburgh cast of Listen to your Mother!!
See the announcement here….I’m really on there!!
Listen to Your Mother is a live reading/performance that happens over Mother’s Day weekend in 41 cities. It celebrates motherhood in all its iterations: being a mom, not being a mom, having a mom, and all things mom-related. A portion of our show’s ticket sales will benefit Jeremiah’s Place, a crisis nursery that serves families in the Pittsburgh area during emergency situations.
The show will be May 6th at the Carnegie Lecture Hall in Pittsburgh and then later posted on YouTube.
It’s overwhelming to think that a story from my life would be selected for such an honor, and that my writing would stand among such talent.
But if I’ve learned anything in this life, it’s that it matters how we measure out the moments that we are given. So I will sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world.
I hope you can join me.