Audition Workshop & Audition Dates:
Tuesday, September 8th
Right after school: Audition Workshop for The Legend of Sleepy Hollow in the auditorium
6-10pm: Auditions for The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. Auditions will be assigned slots that students can sign up for.
Wednesday, September 9th, 6-10pm: Auditions for The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. Auditions will be assigned slots that students can sign up for. Callback list will be posted by 8am on Thursday morning.
Thursday, September 10th, 5:30-10pm: Callbacks for The Legend of Sleepy Hollow.
Friday, September 11th, 5:30-10pm: Callbacks for The Legend of Sleepy Hollow (only if needed).
Click Here for the audition sign-up form!
What To Prepare:
Select one of the following four monologues to prepare for your audition! After you perform, I may ask you to try one small adjustment. This isn't a test of whether you made the 'right' choice, it's to see how you take direction.
Note: You may also be given a short improv prompt (i.e., "act as if you are currently being chased by the Headless Horseman", "act as if you are playing a prank on someone", "act as if you are a mad scientist having an epiphany", etc).
Option One: “The Emergency Preparedness Binder”
I would like to address something that everyone keeps calling “overreacting.” First of all, it is not overreacting if you are correct.
Second of all, I would like to remind everyone that when the power went out during the storm last year, who had flashlights? Me.
Who had batteries? Me.
Who had a three-day emergency food supply? Technically, me.
Now, did anyone appreciate this at the time? No. Did anyone say, “Wow, thank goodness you spent six hours organizing emergency supplies by category and expiration date”? No. But suddenly, when everyone was sitting in the dark eating stale crackers and wondering if their phones would die, everyone wanted to know where the emergency binder was.
And yes, I had an emergency binder. Because emergencies are exactly when you need information.
People act like being prepared means you expect the worst. I do not expect the worst. I simply respect the possibility that the worst may happen and would like it to be slightly less inconvenient.
There is a difference.
I have noticed something about compliments. Most people are terrible at receiving them.
You tell someone, “You look amazing today,” and immediately they say, “Oh, no, this old thing? I got it on sale. My hair looks awful. I didn’t even try.”
Why do we do this? Someone has just handed you a tiny moment of happiness, and instead of accepting it, you immediately throw it back at them. It’s exhausting.
Personally, I believe compliments should be treated like gifts. If someone hands you a present, you don’t stare at it and say, “No, no, this is too much. I don’t deserve wrapping paper.” You say thank you. You smile. You enjoy it.
So, for the record: yes, I know I am charming. Yes, I know I am impressive. And yes, I am aware that confidence can be intimidating. But I think the world would be a much better place if more people simply admitted when something wonderful was standing right in front of them.
Everyone in this town has a story. They will tell you they don’t believe in curses. They will say things like, “There’s no such thing as ghosts,” and “That old house is just abandoned,” and “Please stop leaving mysterious objects on my doorstep.”
But then something strange happens. A candle goes out by itself. A door opens when nobody is there. Someone hears their name whispered from the woods.
And suddenly everyone thinks that maybe Grandma was right about some things.
The funny thing about curses is that people always imagine them as dramatic. Thunder. Lightning. Ancient symbols carved into stone.
But sometimes a curse is much quieter. Sometimes it is a secret someone refuses to tell. Sometimes it is a promise someone refuses to keep. Sometimes it is simply the fact that everyone knows something is wrong...and everyone is pretending not to notice.
Personally, I think pretending is much scarier than any ghost. At least ghosts are honest about haunting you.
I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, “This person is about to make a huge mistake.”
And honestly? Fair.
That has happened before. Several times. But I would like to point out that every great story requires someone willing to make a decision. Nobody remembers the person who stood in the corner and said, “I was concerned this might happen.”
No. People remember the person who stepped forward. The person who opened the mysterious door. The person who volunteered to investigate the strange noise. The person who said, “Don’t worry. I have a plan.”
Now, was it always a good plan? No. Was it always fully thought out? Absolutely not. Did I occasionally realize halfway through that I had no idea what I was doing? Of course.
But here is the important part: I was there. I showed up. And sometimes that is what separates a hero from everyone else. Not knowing everything. Just being brave enough to begin.