Stage Fright

For the remainder of the month we got together three times a week to write, rehearse and iron out details of the show. That was one of the most stress filled, exciting months of my life. On one hand the pressure of the show gave us motivation to make more progress in music that i feel like i ever had in my entire life, but on the other hand that creeping feeling that we weren't going to be prepared enough by the time the show rolled around was just as constant. After weeks of stress filled practices and promoting the show to our friends and family, and around town, the night was finally

“Well you only live once,” I insisted, “what could go wrong.” I took a deep breathe and slowly walked back to the house, scared of the reaction I was about to get.

Overall no matter how many times I do a rehearsal or practice I always get stage fright. Stage fright is my weakest area I have done rehearsals and private or with one or two people but when it comes to the bigger picture I always freeze. I need to learn to speak with confidence and try to get the audience involved instead of rushing the presentation or speaking very softly so no one hears me I need to be able to let the audience know that I am confident and the information that I am sharing is worth their time to listen and learn

The production process for “The Audition” was unlike any other show I’ve been a part of. The scenes were rehearsed and broken up into sections that were often blocked out of order, and other elements of the show like the dancing and singing, also started out as separate entities from the rest of the show. This came with multiple challenges, but many of them worked themselves out in the end. The dance and choreography was especially exciting for me, because it is something I enjoy and have a talent for. That being said, there were still challenges that came along with it. I had to learn how to teach dance to people who have never set foot inside a dance studio which is no easy task. Luckily, the more

I thought I had it all down until that very moment. Its casting night for the middle school play. Me as an 8th grader went in pretty confident, and I was determined to get a part. Even though last year for me as a 7th grader didn't go quite well for me. I kept working hard for the next year, to make my skills better.

Now that I could see beyond the audition, I remembered why I had wanted to be in the ensemble in the first place, and I desperately wanted to know if I had made the cut. After what seemed like endless waiting, Mrs. Vermillion finally posted the list. My eyes immediately went to the Soprano column. When I saw my name, I hardly dared believe it. Slowly, the realization that this was not some mistake began to sink in. It was the most incredible feeling in the world, like I could have flown if I wanted to.

I was so happy that I got called back. Once we were done with the additions, my mom gave me water and I took the biggest drink out of it and I felt refreshed. So, we had 15 minutes to get changed and get ready to go the award ceremony. I was the first one in the room. I see many people start to fill in the ceremony room. And as soon as the director comes out I hear everyone screaming cause they were so happy. The director said

My name fell under the ensemble. I had made it into the show… my first show. Instantly after finding my name my whole body relaxed. At this moment I could never have guessed how much this cast list would change my life. My first show was Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. I loved every minute and every aspect of the production process. Spending hours in the choir room working out a new song or being on stage learning the steps of a new dance made me want to go to school each day.

However, as entertaining as he thought it'd be, the anticipation was even more so, and he didn't want to spoil the fun too early. So, instead, Jarrod shook his head, and lifted his gaze over her shoulder. "No, I'm fine. Thanks." He was nothing if not

As I entered the room I felt a cold chill; my whole body began to shake. As I stood up,  I felt like running out of the room. Something stopped me from running away from my performance. Of course I did not want to let my team down. It was me recalling the first time I sang to Mr. Blanton. He had spoken to me and said “ You are too shy, it’s going to be difficult to work with you as a vocalist. If this is what you want to do you need to step  up your game”. That stuck with me for a while, because I tried so hard to be confident and  to lose my stage fright. Before I could even think  of putting positive thoughts in my head, I heard my teacher announcing that my group was about to perform.

As we began to learn our singing parts and I heard all the beautiful voices surrounding me, I had a moment when I thought, "Oh my, God. I don't think I'm talented enough to be a part of this cast. At some point someone, or all of the production staff, is going to realize that they made a huge mistake." As I drove home I kept telling myself that I am going to need to work extremely hard and bust my little booty to prove that I belong in the cast.

Some people can feel comfortable speaking or performing in front of large groups of people, but feel anxious making small talk or meeting new people. Other people are comfortable spending time with friends and family, and interact with their co-workers, but they fear performance situations, such as participating in business meetings or giving speeches. Some people fear only a single situation (such as public speaking), while others fear and avoid every social situations.

"Shit. Laura don't do that. You scared the crap outta me." Carmilla placed her hand over her heart slightly breathing heavier than normal. Plus the butterflies in her stomach were making her nervous.

I was doing a new play with John Patrick Shanley that summer and the producers offered me the role - said that they'd written it for me. I didn't expect to relate to a Lifetime show, but this wasn't like any show. It was about so many things I find interesting - cynical people making a patently false show about romantic love who are so broken they seem only to have one

I was ecstatic, and I couldn’t wait to finally tell everyone! Everyone was glad to see that I made it that far, except the people I wanted to be there for me. My friends, who didn’t make it, gave me the cold shoulder. They started to tell people I didn’t deserve my spot, and I only got there out of pity. It hurt to hear that, but later I realized that a real friend wouldn’t say that. It fueled me to make it into the final five and show Rose Wagner what I had to offer. I did just that; I practiced every moment I had. I didn’t get a wink of sleep that week until I knew I would make it to the final five, which happily I did, but not just to the final five, but the last one