Julie Jordan Scott - My Life on Stage - The Stage In My Life
My travels on-stage (and backstage) in Bakersfield Theatre
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Saturday afternoon found me sitting across from my daughter, Katherine, every muscle in my body tight in concentration. She was lounging on her bed, purple binder in her hands, and I was hunched over in my old desk chair, staring intently at her face, wondering, hoping, praying…. I would get my lines down. Quickly. Accurately. This was my first attempt at speaking my lines without my script for the play I am performing in, “Eleemosynary” by Lee Blessing, so I wasn’t sure how I would do. I got through my first lines without a hitch and then it started getting more difficult and less with 100% accuracy.
I got to one spot and exclaimed, “I got it! Hahahaha! I got it!”
I was so excited that I got a line 100% right without having to think about it.
My sixteen-year-old daughter stared me down like a drill sergeant and said, “We will go back to the line before that because you obviously are not confident with your lines yet.”
What was that saying, “The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.”?
 I am learning my lines one day and the next day, Sunday, I am auditioning a bunch of gorgeous women for the upcoming presentation of V-Day at the Empty Space which I have the honor of directing.
This is V-Day to the 10th, mind you, the 10th Anniversary of Eve Ensler’s V-Day movement and naturally I take it all very seriously. It is amazing to see what happens when women read these monologues and talk about being a woman so frankly. Women walked out of the audition feeling more “woman power” than when they came in which was definitely what I had hoped to see happen.
 May I say I was blown away by the women who auditioned? I will just say it, I was blown away by the women who auditioned.
I had to giggle because this morning was my appointment for my annual exam. Except of course it hasn’t been very annual for me since I haven’t actually had an exam since my last baby. It has been six years since my last “annual” exam.
This is the first time I have met my new doctor and she looks like she is about 12 years old. They have computerized scales now so I don’t have to torture myself while they take my weight and they type all your information into a computer. It was all quite wild.
I had to start talking to my doctor about one of my sexiest past loves of all time, who happens to be from India, as she is from India. I thought she might have heard from him because he is a former Microsoft executive (as in President of Microsoft India) many folks know him as he is a celebrity there.
She, however, didn’t react in doing cartwheels when I breathed the name “Sanjay Mirchandani” but it was fun to talk about how devastatingly handsome he was (and still is, I also said, parenthetically) with someone who would actually appreciate this fact.
I also had to tell her I was directing V-Day, which is so appropriate for this particular day… and this particular exam and then, of course, I had to shut up so she could start doing the exam….
 At some point, I started laughing because I kept thinking about last year and Guinevere’s monologue talking about “duck lips”… I wanted to ask her, “ummm, could you at least warm up the duck lips?” but instead I found myself saying how much more comfortable this whole process was now that the things I put my feet into weren’t up around my ears.
Here I am, several hours later still, several phone calls made to several women who still want to be a part of V-Day and I am once again reading over the script for Eleemosynary as well as starting to decide who will be performing what monologue in V-Day.
I just looked over my shoulder to see the sun light briefly streaming into the window here, in my room, and I smiled… because I love each and every moment of all of this.
In an hour and a half Sam will come home and we will run some errands and then I will head off to meet with some more gorgeous women and rehearse and grow as an artist and come home and probably spend some time in my Teresa of Avila studies before going to bed for the night.
There is no place I would rather be than right here doing exactly what I am doing.
This is life as it should be, for me.
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