It’s kind of scary, in a way. This is the first show I’ve worked on that my Dad hasn’t come to see. And now, Mom won’t be coming either. No one from my family will, and that’s kind of strange. None of my friends are working on it, and none of them have even seen [...]
The worst part of my evening is the last fifteen minutes before curtain. All the little boxes on my list have checks in them. All the props have been counted thrice. We’ve gone over the cues until it all feels smooth. And I sit here, trying to figure out how to keep myself sane.
You want a look into the mind of a stage manager mid-show? This is what I wrote during some of my free time Saturday night before the show:
I can handle them making fun of me “behind” my back. I know about it, and bitching is harmless. I can handle the contempt when they speak to [...]