There's a boy in my cast at school who has magic. The kind of magic that makes you stop and look, that makes you laugh hysterically, that makes you feel from the bottom of your heart. And as a cast member, I can watch as the magic is born. A simple direction like "stand here, then walk to this point at measure 13" is turned into a hilarious routine promising to steal the show.
Make-believe magic.
I watched an old Judy Garland and Gene Kelly movie tonight. They had magic too.
Sometimes, I think I have magic.
That's a big claim. So I just whisper it to myself. Magic.
And it's not all the time. But every now and then, I will sing something, or look something, or say something, and I can feel the magic. Today, for four bars of my intro music at a studio class at school, I had magic. I'm savoring it, storing it up for when tech rehearsals are painful and my feet hurt from prancing about stage.
I'm singing a song for voice lessons right now called "The Light in the Piazza." Watch this video of it, and you will see the magic I'm talking about. But be careful.
Theater magic, once tasted, won't ever let you go.
you've got magic dear. (and I love how when i read your writing I can hear your voice in my head.) beautiful post, really a favorite of mine.
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