Yesterday there was a Theatresports show that I got to be in. For me it was last minute as I only found out about it on Tuesday. Which was a problem because I already had plans for Friday. But I was able to shuffle the plans a bit and I could do both. I wasn’t even sure if I should show up. It has been four weeks since I last did any form of improv, so I was rusty. I did my best to prepare by reading the comments given to me during the last few improv classes I had attended.
Fortunately, I was only on for about twenty minutes. I didn’t do horribly. But I didn’t do great. I forgot all of the comments that had been given to me. Mostly that I am controlling. I guess when I am stressed, I start pushing a story, and everybody else better come along for the ride. This is a bad thing. I have to be more trusting. It really hit me in the speaking-in-one-voice part where I had an idea for a story, and so I wasn’t listening to what word Jonathan was starting to say.
I should have stayed for the notes after the show, and I regret that, but I had to go rushing off.