The sporadic ramblings of Emily C. A. Snyder - devoted to God, theatre, writing, and much randominity.

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Monday, February 19, 2007

For kicks and giggles

Enjoy!



Mood: Comme si, comme ca
Music: "I walk alone, I walk alone"
Thought: I feel the need to headbang

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Maybe I'm a little bit over my head

I come undone at the things he said
And he so funny in his bright red shirt
We were all in love and we all got hurt


Isn't curious that we put ourselves out to be judged based solely on opinion and varying taste? Really must stop doing that.... From those almost too much in the know, to the technological beggary for comments, we set ourselves up for criticism. Boooooo.

Spent time upstairs watching Monk and Psych with the familia - whole kit'n'caboodle, Johnny included. Went to Boston today. Found out how to get from Rte. 20 to MassPike - go me. Had fun singing, but probably did worse vocally than before - totally thrown by the thought that I was just always sharp? But there were high schoolers in the back who seemed to be having a good time. That was nice. But, alas, another resounding no in that regard.

HowsomEVER, I will not let this dampen things! The folks at the place that does matter, and - more - that folks here who really do matter in the day to day, in the reality of the self, in the shared history and in friendship - alles gut with them. And that is the most crucial part of the whole thing.

Went out with Mums last night to celebrate Emerson. Muchly fun and provided lunch for this afternoon. Yay for Uno's in Westborough never really having a wait! Huzzah! And double huzzah for the friendship and wisdom and love and joy and sweetness of Mum.

Dad and Pete went into Boskone today and apparently had a loverly time, which I hoped they would. I think it was Dad's first SF/F conference - I know it was Pete's. Unfortunately, have yet to grill them on every moment an all they did (wanna bet it was mostly gaming for Pete and a few panels for Dad?) but I'm glad they had a good time.

Set continues to come along. I kiss the feet of Bonnie and all who come diligently week after week. In further Guys and Dolls news, a quickie promo is available here. It doesn't have the phone number, etc. on it, but it's decent for having basically no footage to work with. Yay for photoshop and headphones with mikes!



Mood: Curieux
Music: "Missing" by Evanescence - second on my top 25 most played - right behind, what else? "Comptine d'une autre Ete."
Prayer: Lord, for all my kids. Amen.

Friday, February 16, 2007

I MADE IT INTO EMERSON!!!

...and it begins - no joke - on my birthday. The day I turn the big 3-0 is the day I begin my masters. Boo-yeah.

Mood: Giddy
Music: Mental Randominity
Tomorrow: Competition (NATS) part deux - wish me luck!

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Until I Fall Away

Not a particularly telling title, but rather the title of the song that just ended on the random iTunes player. An update to say: for those for whom I am praying today, I am praying for you today! And there are a few more publicity pics on photobucket, which will soon be sent out. And that the set is looking amazing. Most complicated set to date, and (I hope) one of our best. Johnny played the dance tonight and did great. Music rehearsal tomorrow. The score for G&D is dumb in some places. Grrr. Various chores call my name. Krissytina - right there with you, babe! :) Veeeeeeeeeeery happy about G&D. It's gonna be good, I think.

Mood: Curieux
Music: Beyond Temptation
Thought: Dragged Peter, my new Theatre Buddy, out to see Acton-Boxborough's Once Upon a Mattress. Mostly ended up drooling over the sets, and wondering whether they made all their costumes, and rooting for the enthusiastic chorus. We both agreed they did a fine job with an essentially stupid play (well, not stupid, but certainly beige).
Song: Just this morning/When I awoke/I found to my dismay/That everything/Had been repainted/Avacado/Artichoke/Oh-oh-oh-oh beige/Oh-oh-oh-oh taupe!
A sample pic: Adelaide and Nathan

Monday, February 05, 2007

Off Book/Off Road

  • Edit: First an unexpected bit of beauty from Mark Shea's website.

    To whoever is not listening to the sea
    this Friday morning, to whoever is cooped up
    in house or office, factory or woman
    or street or mine or harsh prison cell:
    to him I come, and, without speaking or looking,
    I arrive and open the door of his prison,
    and a vibration starts up, vague and insistent,
    a great fragment of thunder sets in motion
    the rumble of the planet and the foam,
    the raucous rivers of the ocean flood,
    the star vibrates swiftly in its corona,
    and the sea is beating, dying and continuing.

    So, drawn on by my destiny,
    I ceaselessly must listen to and keep
    the sea's lamenting in my awareness,
    I must feel the crash of the hard water
    and gather it up in a perpetual cup
    so that, wherever those in prison may be,
    wherever they suffer the autumn's castigation,
    I may be there with an errant wave,
    I may move, passing through windows,
    and hearing me, eyes will glance upward
    saying, "How can I reach the sea?"
    And I shall broadcast, saying nothing,
    the starry echoes of the wave,
    a breaking up of foam and of quicksand,
    a rustling of salt withdrawing,
    the grey cry of sea-birds on the coast.

    So, through me, freedom and the sea
    will make their answer to the shuttered heart.

    ~ Pablo Neruda

  • Off book, thus far, nicht so schlect. Yea, verily yea. Happily not to bad. We'll see how the rest of the week or two goes. Here's to hoping!

  • Even greater, though, is long trips with (drumroll please) Mumsy. Life, the universe and everything - mostly listening. Wisdom is good.

  • Peace. Peace would be good, Lord. Peace?

  • I do love Shakespeare's voice. There's such a beautiful lilt to it. (This has been your daily bardolitry!)

  • God is good. Life is good. All is well. And all shall be well. Amen!

    Mood: Mrawrm
    Music: Captain Jack Sparrow
    Thought: Too many of them. "Speak I of words? I am stuffed full of them!" Le sigh. Writing would be, verily, good. Tried a bit of Wallace's Will today, but it got all stuck. C'est ca. Isn't it curious, too, that we get things to a certain point and then lose them for a while? I was warned about this loss but did not feel it 'til now. But this is just sensation and not bound to a particular act and time, but rather to mere opression. Faith is the antidote. And not feeling faith, but decisive faith. Faith grounded in hope, and thus in love - an action. I wonder if perseverence is bounded solely upon faith? Upon hope? I remember, too, what perseverence is necessary when walking - the last hill is the hardest, the last moments the moments when the body turns in the bill. But one must grit one's teeth, go forth, strive, go faster, and not falter, nor look behind - nor even, really, upward. Yesterday at mass (surprise, surprise) was so wonderful, so peaceful, so centered and right and stripped of all the thises and thatsis of the day. Again and again I return to Peter, "Oh Lord, how good it is that we are here!" And how much I wish I could pitch my tent there in the midst of the Lord, to remain forever simply there - and yet, time and again, we're sent forth - missa - into the world. It's like Narnia over and over and over. Only the difficulty is not that we can't ever find our way to Lantern Waste - but, rather, that we too often find our way out.

  • Sunday, February 04, 2007

    What we've learned

  • Sometimes the answer isn't "no" it's "not yet" or "not this way."

  • Apparently some folk think that pumping dry hot air into the fourth floor of a dusty building is good for singing competitions.

  • I didn't know how much I needed an audience. It's not about technique, it's about connecting, to me.

  • Mass is still the best.

  • As is family!

  • As is a Monk marathon on Superbowl Sunday.

  • AND NEW CHRESTOMANCI NOVELS!!! Huzzah! Thank you, Diana Wynn Jones!

    Mood: Sleepy
    Music: TV going
    Thought: Actually tyring to get the arias out of my head. Alles gut. Sleepy sleepy sleepy.
    Gacked from Jules: Not that tough, actually. Try it out.
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  • Thursday, February 01, 2007

    Et voila

    I've finished editing Act I and II of Matchmaker. Hoopla. Now I must needs download Acts III and IV, stick together a gag and blooper reel, put the whole thing on one DVD and it will definitely be ready for Guys and Dolls. Time to rest means a much more healthy moi, although certain thoughts have not been changed for all that rest. Shoes have been purchased for Saturday's whirlwind practice/audition (contest)/second practice/discovery of where one stands or doesn't in contest/and then who knows - perhaps collapse? Yay for multiple masses on a Sunday! Realized that this past week I went all Gallic and essentially had a ten-day week, which would explain this week's collapse. C'est ca. A few screen caps for kicks and giggles follow below. Wish me luck, cross your fingers, and pray to St. Blaise (feast this Saturday!) for clear sailing singing!

    Mood: Meh
    Music: Mental below
    Thought: What was that about perseverence to the end of one's vocation? Yeah.
    For more pictures: Go to Matchmaker on Photobucket.