Note: It’s been a really busy weekend with closing weekend of Into the Woods and the baby shower of a dear friend on Saturday morning. But there was gratitude and thankfulness in abundance! Please enjoy a host of updates, accordingly, as I catch-up and fully capture my sentiment of thanks!
I shared months ago that I was cast in Pennington Players’ production of Into the Woods. This weekend marked the closing of the show, and even now, I’m struggling to find the words to capture how impactful this experience was on my past year.
I wrote back in October:
I signed up for an audition for Into the Woods on a whim. It was the end of the summer, I needed a challenge, and I figured I had nothing to lose- as my dad put it, “the worst they can say is no.” I agonized over my audition song choice, practiced my 16 bars over and over again, and sweated it out at callbacks with dozens of other talented actors. I was pretty sure it was going to be a thanks but no thanks.
To my good fortune, it was a “yes, thank you,” and I began to rehearse with one of the most talented ensembles I’ve ever had the pleasure of working with. It was honestly intimidating: I kept looking around the room going, “oh, she/he is really good.” And then, I got to know them on a more personal level, and again, I was intimidated: “she/he is really nice. And still really, really good.” While I was constantly nervous about holding my own amongst that group, they provided such immense support that my own insecurity faded into the background. We cheered one another on as we made discoveries, worked through challenges, and laughed so hard rehearsals would occasionally come to a full stop. The crew worked tirelessly to create our beautiful set and tech elements. It was more than I could have ever hoped for.
As the show closed yesterday, there were definitely tears from many of us. In the women’s dressing room, we marveled at the complete lack of drama or ego in the cast. I was spoiled by working with these people, and I’m almost nervous to audition for anything again knowing there’s a good chance the experience will fall short of this new precedent that’s been set.
But there was also this overwhelming sense of fulfillment and accomplishment: we ended with a strong performance, blips and all. We told the story and we “went there,” as our director Ky would always encourage us to do.
I’m trying not to think of how hard it will be in the coming weeks when the number of bad musical theatre jokes I tell will fall on mostly deaf ears. But above all: gratitude, gratitude, gratitude,
I was so proud of this little show family we forged over hours of rehearsal, and I am so thankful to have shared this moment in the woods with them.