I live in a roach-infested studio apartment in a dubious area of Los Angeles and I take voice lessons, ballet lessons, jazz lessons and of course, scene study. I gave up my cold reading class last January because after five years of learning to audition, I just couldn't face it anymore. I have this dream all the time that I'm up on stage all of a sudden. I don't have the slightest idea how I got there, and it's curtain time opening night. I listen really hard to what's going on around me and try to make some sense out of it.
Trouble is, everyone is speaking some kind of double-talk.
I can't figure out anyone's relationship to anyone on stage. Suddenly everyone freezes and they look at me. I'm totally tongue-tied. My voice is gone. People start booing and hissing and throwing things at me.