When the Lord Closes a Door, Somewhere He Opens a Window

After getting back to work from the Beauty and the Beast dance call, I was in a funk. Even though I felt great dancing in the room and really performed the combination, they didn't keep me beyond the first dance cut.

That hurts, to be honest. In fall of 2010 I got a call back for nearly everything I auditioned for (including this same tour, with the same casting team). I would waste time wondering if I was dancing too carefully because of my back, or whether it's my own fault for not making time to print out a new head shot (I stupidly thought it would be ok to give them a serious, older picture since my face in person would look so happy).

But that won't make me feel any better.

It's hard not to get frustrated when the going is rough like this. Positivity and moving forward are key to dealing with this business. I know that. But even as I know that, I LOVE Beauty and the Beast,  so I couldn't help but grieve a bit as I walked through the beautiful New York sunshine in Chelsea.

Anticipating a rather glum day of office work, imagine my surprise to open my email and find this callback notice:

I would like to thank you for auditioning for Don Giovanni at The Met.  Michael Grandage (!!!) asked me to schedule a select number from the first audition to attend a callback with the choreographer, Ben Wright.  

Eeep! One of the lovely messenger center men left chocolate at my desk, I have an ice cold face mask thingy on my back, I'm full of yummy healthy foods. Things are looking up REAL quick.

Climbing every mountain,

A Broadway Baby