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Dec. 1st, 2004 01:15 amI've been working on my (extra credit) monologue instead of doing my other homework. It's more fun, and I can't register right now, because the bastards at University College have put a hold on my registration, and the only warning I got before this was a very ambiguously-worded e-mail from two months ago. Assholes. I need to go beat them into submission tomorrow. As far as the Tolkien class goes, the plan is to get them to waive the 100-level legacy class requirement for me, on account of Hum 110, which is pretty much three Ancient Legacy classes in one (at least). So, we'll see how all that goes.
Anyway, monologue. I had less memorizing to do for it than I thought, because I already had most of it. But, I did have more cutting to do. (And maybe more still.) I'm using a speech from Winter's Tale, the one where Paulina tells Leontes that Hermione is dead. I feel a little guilty about it, because another girl in the class is also doing that speech. But, I had decided on it before I knew what anyone else was doing. And it seemed a natural choice, being my favorite speech of my favorite character from my favorite Shakespeare play ever. Plus, the version I'm using is different, having some internal cuts so that I can include another section at the end. And, of course, I'm going to play it differently, because I have a different conception of the character. (I rather like the notion of Paulina as a puppetmaster.) But I still feel kind of bad, because I have this feeling (not to brag or anything) that my monologue is going to blow hers out of the water, if only because I'm much more familiar with the piece already. This is a play that I've read at least three times, one of those for class; and I've seen it in performance three and a half times, and worked on one of those productions. Besides that, I'm quite comfortable with Shakespeare's language, having read, studied, and watched or worked on/been in productions of his plays for nearly ten years.
Yesterday I skipped my morning classes. I wasn't prepared for most of them, and the snow gave me a convenient excuse not to go. I could see it falling even without my glasses on, the flakes were that big. So I figured it would not be worth it to go play in traffic, because, as if ice and stuff weren't enough to contend with, no one in 'Burque knows how to drive in any kind of inclement weather, particularly snow. So people freak out and either drive overcautiously, or idiotically, or somehow think they're immune to bad weather because they have four-wheel-drive. Thus, accidents galore. And I didn't want to drive across town in that mess.
But, I should be getting myself to sleep. Need the energy for yelling at people.
Anyway, monologue. I had less memorizing to do for it than I thought, because I already had most of it. But, I did have more cutting to do. (And maybe more still.) I'm using a speech from Winter's Tale, the one where Paulina tells Leontes that Hermione is dead. I feel a little guilty about it, because another girl in the class is also doing that speech. But, I had decided on it before I knew what anyone else was doing. And it seemed a natural choice, being my favorite speech of my favorite character from my favorite Shakespeare play ever. Plus, the version I'm using is different, having some internal cuts so that I can include another section at the end. And, of course, I'm going to play it differently, because I have a different conception of the character. (I rather like the notion of Paulina as a puppetmaster.) But I still feel kind of bad, because I have this feeling (not to brag or anything) that my monologue is going to blow hers out of the water, if only because I'm much more familiar with the piece already. This is a play that I've read at least three times, one of those for class; and I've seen it in performance three and a half times, and worked on one of those productions. Besides that, I'm quite comfortable with Shakespeare's language, having read, studied, and watched or worked on/been in productions of his plays for nearly ten years.
Yesterday I skipped my morning classes. I wasn't prepared for most of them, and the snow gave me a convenient excuse not to go. I could see it falling even without my glasses on, the flakes were that big. So I figured it would not be worth it to go play in traffic, because, as if ice and stuff weren't enough to contend with, no one in 'Burque knows how to drive in any kind of inclement weather, particularly snow. So people freak out and either drive overcautiously, or idiotically, or somehow think they're immune to bad weather because they have four-wheel-drive. Thus, accidents galore. And I didn't want to drive across town in that mess.
But, I should be getting myself to sleep. Need the energy for yelling at people.
