The above comes from one of my favorite scenes in the Princess Bride. I think it's a great movie and I love when Mandy Patinkin's character realizes that he can't be in control of everything and know everything. And then he gets hit in the head, which is kind of funny!
So, I found out today that I did not get cast in Twelfth Night. Even though I am not terribly surprised, I am a lot more disappointed than I thought I would be. Part of my frustration comes from the fact that I really do feel like this is a gift I was given, and I have no outlet for it right now. Community theater is hard to break in to, this I know, but that doesn't lessen my disappointment. The girl that was cast as the lead knows nothing about Shakespeare an admitted to me that she did not understand it. But, she has done a lot of community theater, so I guess that is what matters. I knew there were no guarantees, but I still wanted to do it so badly. The only real avenue I have had for theater lately is not even something I want to be involved in because I am so tired of the politicking and the constant bickering. Not to mention there has been nothing for me to do there in over a year.
I guess I was looking for a creative outlet and a way to get involved and express myself, and it simply isn't happening. Oh well. I guess I just need to get used to disappointment, at least where theater is concerned, for awhile.