February 28, 2009
You may be wondering why this blog seems to have died a natural death from pure neglect. I really don’t know, but it’s not because I have nothing to say. Today I am rousing Gracee’s Blog and giving it new life.
For the past four months I’ve been resurrecting a childhood dream, writing and directing a play. As a teacher, I’ve written many plays for children, but HEIST AT HEAVENLY HOST is my first attempt at drama for adults. I said drama, but it takes a real stretch of the imagination to call this two-act comedy with a bit of mystery a drama. Someone called my masterpiece a bit of fluff.
Writing HEIST was the easiest part of the process once I succumbed to a barrage of requests for a play to entertain generous donors while raising funds for The Memphis Church Health Center and Memphis Interdenominational Faith Association food bank.
With help from Marcia, one of the instigators of the play, I found a cast full of eager, energetic actors all ready to put their reputations on the line with mine and Marcia’s. At the first reading, we chose actors perfectly suited for each role. The chief criteria? Voice volume–the louder the voice the better the role. As a result, the audiences heard every word with no speech augmentation, which was good because we had none.
Previously, I had only worked with children so I was pleased to find that my cast of talented actors was exactly like a fifth grade class. At the first practice, I recognized our class clown and several quick learners as eager to please the director as second graders are to please their teacher. Some had done their homework and taken a glance at the script. One lady's main interest was conversation with her friends, and a young man marched to his own drummer. There were some who couldn’t remember a thing from one practice to the next. They were all perfect for the play.
The biggest problem was getting the twenty-one of them on a stage slightly bigger than a postage stamp. The dumb playwright, yours truly, should have known better than to have the whole cast in a single scene. A member of the troupe, not only a fine actor but a real handyman, came to the rescue and constructed an extension as big as the original stage. Then he risked life and limb, rigging up enough light to illumine the stage.
Everything finally came together at dress rehearsal the day of the first performance. The stage was perfect, the props were assembled, and the actors spouted their lines and acted up a storm. Literally. By the time dress rehearsal was over, snow was pouring down.
You have to know an inch of snow in Memphis brings the whole city and everything in it to a screeching halt. Snow kept coming until we had more than six inches all over the city. Who could have guessed our great performance would be cancelled by a blizzard?
In Memphis, snow often goes as fast as it comes, and the next day the roads were clear in time for our matinee and a second performance that evening. We reached our goals. The audiences were amused, laughing almost as hard as the cast, and ticket sales brought in enough for a sizeable donation to our chosen charities. HEIST AT HEAVENLY HOST was a success!
Thanks for the memories, CTK Players!
Grace
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