Category: Drama Queen


1. Queen is on the radio right now – love Freddie Mercury!
2. Being promoted to Diva status yesterday :D
3. It’s 60 degrees out, and sunny!
4. Rick called and left a rambling 5 minute message telling me that he wasn’t sure if he was going to play a full game of golf or just hit balls at the driving range, and if he was going to play golf he was going to be home later, but he would try to call me and let me know what he was doing, and if I got out of work before I heard from him, I should just go to his place and hang out and wait for him. Basically, the gist of this is that he misses me and wants to see me today. It made me laugh and feel all warm and fuzzy inside. :)
5. Dyeing Easter eggs last night.
6. My apartment is now cleaned.
7. Nobody is really at work today, which means the work day ends at 3. Woohoo!
8. Tech week for “Bourgeois Gentleman” starts this weekend. For the actors, this means a lot of work. For me…well, it means some work because I have to write the study guide for the show, but mainly it means a lot of fun watching the show come together on our set (finally!).
9. Reading the first chapter of Anne Rice’s “Blood Canticle” on the bus this morning. The Vampire Lestat on a tirade, baby, what could be better than this? I was laughing out loud – I couldn’t help it!

There were other things, but I can’t think of them…oh well, still happy!

I’m adding that quote to my list of “lines actors have ad libbed at rehearsals”. Anyone who has ever been in a rehearsal knows that this happens all the time, often with hysterical results. In this case, the original line was “Oh, to have to prose with ignorant females!”. So the actor wasn’t far off, but it was still funnier the way he said it than it is in actuality.

So here I am at 1:30 AM, which is actually 2:30 AM, thanks to Daylight Savings Time, still awake. Why is that? Because I finally got out of rehearsal at 11:30, made it home by 12:30 (thank you NYC MTA!), and decided to see if I could figure out what’s wrong with my laptop. See, we loaded Sims “Making Magic” on it today for Rick’s kids, and have had several freeze ups since then. I think the real problem is that it’s a pretty big program, and on top of the five million songs (8.5 GB, thankyouverymuch) that Rick has added to the laptop since I loaned it to him, the poor computer is having a tiny nervous breakdown. I’ll ask my computer genius friend tomorrow to make sure.

And I know that I’m rambling, so I’m just going to sign off with this thought: does anyone have an iPod mini? Are they worth the three week wait I’ll have to go through to get one? They’re sold out all over NYC, and I may just order one through the Apple site, but want to make sure it’s worth it. Feedback is welcome!

What I Do

So several of you wonderful people who read this blog were wondering about a term I used in a post yesterday. Said term being “dramaturg” and all the derivations thereof. Now if you look up dramaturg at dictionary.com, as I just tried to do, you are going to come up with bubkes. You will get a whole bunch of derivations of the word that really have nothing to do with the current, American meaning of the word. You’ll get “dramaturge,” among others, which is French for playwright. That is not what I do. I am not a writer of plays, although I have great admiration for people who can write plays.

No, I’m a dramaturg in the German sense of the word, which is pronounced with a hard -g at the end, and should never be pronounced “drama-turd,” which Rick’s kids do because they think it’s funny. You can call me a ‘turg for short, though. Dramaturgs are among the most recent additions to the theatrical community, and have only really hit it big in the Americas during the last 30 years or so. And by hitting it big, I mean that there are about 500 of us throughout the country, mostly at the large theatres.

Which is all well and good, but I still haven’t told you what a dramaturg does. It depends. I have spent a lot of the past three years working on new play development, where I am a sounding board for the playwright. I ask questions that hopefully make the play a more focused work. I try to make sure that the play is a cohesive arc through beginning, middle, and end, and has a definite journey. I also try to make sure that all loose ends are tied up, and not just plot-wise. If a device is used in the beginning of the play and then gets dropped, I’m the one saying “Why didn’t you use this ever again? Why don’t you do it and see what happens?” So I’m not a playwright, but I work with them.

I also work on revivals, and when I’m doing that, my role differs a bit. For instance, for the Moliere piece I’m currently working on, I worked with the translator (who is also my director) to make sure that it makes sense, and that references to things in the French which an American audience might miss are less obscure. I gave him historical references for the relationship between France and the Ottoman Empire. I’m writing a study guide for the students who will come from area schools, to make sure that they are prepared for the show with information that will help them enjoy it, and leave the show having learned some things about the play and the theatre. On occasion I have made “image walls” with many pictures to immerse cast and audiences in a specific time period or place. I have co-ordinated panels after shows that give audience members a chance to talk with the artists who worked on the play. I answer (or try to) any question that an actor can possibly come up with about the world of the play. In general, I try to make the revivals just as clear as the new plays, just in a different way.

Oh, and occasionally I teach college kids about theatre. Going to be doing that again this June when I go to Nebraska to work on a two week playwrighting seminar.

That’s my evening job, and one I often don’t get paid for, even though it’s what I have my MFA in. My day job is a whole other subject, and much less interesting. Scroll back to some of my earlier posts and you’ll find a mind numbing description of that job.

As for “dramaturging,” that’s the verb form of the word that dictionary.com says doesn’t exist. Gotta love language!

Networking

And no, I don’t mean the computer kind. Tonight Rick and I are off to a gala at the theatre I’m currently dramaturging a show for. (Wow, I think that’s a whole new record for bad grammar in one sentence!) It should be a good time – I’ve made quite a few friends there, and we’re doing networking for him. One of the perks of dating an actor, and being in theatre myself, is that every party is a chance to sell yourself. You never know where your next gig is going to come from, so it’s all about meeting as many people as possible and letting them know that you would love to work for them. Even if that’s not true. I’ve come to the conclusion that “schmoozing” is just a nice way of saying “Whoring myself out for the promise of a job.”

All that being said, it’s not like I don’t know people there, and I’m anticipating having a good time. Plus, I get to peel out of work 20 minutes early to get dressed, since the thing starts at 6:30. Score.

Poker Night!

Okay, so I’m playing poker tonight for the first time. Well, the first time since I was about 6. One of my uncles thought it was funny to teach the 6 year old to gamble. I haven’t played since. So tonight, 20 years later, I will undoubtedly lose my shirt. Or at least the $15 in nickels, dimes, and quarters that I’m bringing. The boyfriend and the best friend say that they’ll be there to help me out, but as one of the boyfriend’s comments on the phone last night (before I invited him to play tonight) was “The best part of poker is when you can just fuck with someone’s head,” I’m holding out little hope.

Tomorrow and Sunday, rehearsal. Which means much singing, some stage combat, and fun with Moliere. The director called me last night to thank me again for my contributions Tuesday night. Keep in mind all I did was sing along with the actors, but I guess people aren’t used to that level of dramaturg participation. It’s nice to be appreciated, though. :)

And after not having it since I was in college, my mom has just rediscovered the internet. She bought a new computer and called me yesterday to get my email address. Maybe this will cut down on her daily phone calls to me? Probably not, she’s a mom.

Lotto Bust

So I didn’t win the lottery. Or even come in second, which also would have been welcome. But then again, neither did any of my friends who played. My new idea is that it must be easier to win when the jackpot is relatively low, say one or two million dollars. Because then not as many people are playing and your odds increase. Or something like that…I was never good at math.

Sad news today, one of my friends who works at the college I do handed in his resignation today, which means he will be leaving after this academic year. He’s still unsure whether he will leave the city or not. It’s expensive to raise a family here and he’s got two kids now. Makes me sad to think about it…we have lunch once a week to keep in touch, and I’ll miss that. He’s also part of my artistic support unit – we got our MFAs together from this college, and as I’ve only stayed close with a few of the people I went through with, the loss of even one is painful. He’s a good friend, and I’ll miss him if he and his family go to Oregon.

Starting rehearsals tomorrow night for a Moliere piece: “The Bourgeois Gentleman”. I’m looking forward to it because the director/translator also got his MFA from the program I did, and views a dramaturg as an equal rather than a subordinate, as so many do. The production is with an off-B’way company I worked with last year, so there will be a couple of familiar faces in the cast as well, which is always nice.

Back to work…

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