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| Heather Maitland (right) and I: "Who is Dorothy?" in rehearsal for "Queen Marie" the day before the open call. |
The few weeks before my open call for Dorothy, I had received calls and emails from all over the place making sure I knew about the audition, and encouraging me to attend. I even got a call from the assistant at my Dentists office! Amazing. When I learned that the first round was taking place on a Monday, which is currently my only day off of rehearsals for Queen Marie, I knew I had to do it. I though to myself, "hey, it can't be worse than a cattle call for a Broadway show, right?"
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| The lineup at Front and John Street at 7am! |
Lucky for me, Heather Maitland, the phenomenal actor playing Nella in Queen Marie, also wanted to attend the audition. We helped each other prepare, and made a pact to stick together.
At 7am when we arrived in line, it was already twisting around the block. Dorothy hopefuls of all shapes and sizes waited nervously for their chance to perform. When the registration began at 9am, everything seemed to happen in a flash. Before I knew it I was standing in a tiny room singing my heart out to a very friendly lady. She asked me to wait in the hall afterwards and I tried to steady my breathing/heart-rate! After a few tedious minutes I was told that was all they needed from me today. Sigh.
I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. I was so excited to audition for Stephanie Gorin and didn't make it to the round where I could do so. I looked at the lineup of girls who had made it past the first audition, anxiously awaiting their turn to earn a Golden Ticket. These girls were adorable, all dressed in their own twist of a perfect Dorothy outfit. They were beaming. And they were all very young...ie up to ten years younger than me! I left the audition hall and met back up with Heather who unfortunately had the same fate as I did.
As we walked out of Glen Gold studios and saw hundreds of potential Dorothy's waiting in line, I had a bit of an epiphany. There was something different about this open call. It wasn't just that the people working at the audition were friendlier and more helpful than I have ever experienced in such a high stress scenario as this, and it wasn't just that I had the benefit of being with a buddy who helped me keep my head on straight. The difference was this: the rejection was a brief little blow, and then I was fine. I no longer have doubts about my career choice. I no longer question whether not getting cast in a specific part is because I'm not meant to be an actor. I've gotten over the hump of being intimidated by how "hard" the industry is and how "difficult" the rejection is. I now know, that there is always an opportunity around the corner. Don't get me wrong, any actor will tell you that the rejection isn't easy. But you've got to have enough courage to move past it and trust in your own passion and talent. Feel the pinch, acknowledge the disappointment, and then move on.
Who knows why I didn't make it to the second round of casting. It could have been my age, my voice, or just my interpretation of the song. I'm not Dorothy, but I am "Clare Dubrey" in Queen Marie. Who knows what I will get to play next?
In the words of the amazing Richard Pinter of The Neighborhood Playhouse, "If you undervalue yourself, you will be undervalued". Well said Pinter, well said. Thanks CBC for the opportunity, and to the ladies with the Golden Tickets, break a leg!
xoxo Allie
I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. I was so excited to audition for Stephanie Gorin and didn't make it to the round where I could do so. I looked at the lineup of girls who had made it past the first audition, anxiously awaiting their turn to earn a Golden Ticket. These girls were adorable, all dressed in their own twist of a perfect Dorothy outfit. They were beaming. And they were all very young...ie up to ten years younger than me! I left the audition hall and met back up with Heather who unfortunately had the same fate as I did. As we walked out of Glen Gold studios and saw hundreds of potential Dorothy's waiting in line, I had a bit of an epiphany. There was something different about this open call. It wasn't just that the people working at the audition were friendlier and more helpful than I have ever experienced in such a high stress scenario as this, and it wasn't just that I had the benefit of being with a buddy who helped me keep my head on straight. The difference was this: the rejection was a brief little blow, and then I was fine. I no longer have doubts about my career choice. I no longer question whether not getting cast in a specific part is because I'm not meant to be an actor. I've gotten over the hump of being intimidated by how "hard" the industry is and how "difficult" the rejection is. I now know, that there is always an opportunity around the corner. Don't get me wrong, any actor will tell you that the rejection isn't easy. But you've got to have enough courage to move past it and trust in your own passion and talent. Feel the pinch, acknowledge the disappointment, and then move on.
Who knows why I didn't make it to the second round of casting. It could have been my age, my voice, or just my interpretation of the song. I'm not Dorothy, but I am "Clare Dubrey" in Queen Marie. Who knows what I will get to play next?
In the words of the amazing Richard Pinter of The Neighborhood Playhouse, "If you undervalue yourself, you will be undervalued". Well said Pinter, well said. Thanks CBC for the opportunity, and to the ladies with the Golden Tickets, break a leg!
xoxo Allie
