On stage

I don't think I've mentioned it before, but since last September, I've been attending the adult acting workshops at York Theatre Royal.

This week, we have the opportunity to work on short scenes from the current production of To Kill a Mockingbird, on stage, on the actual set, and with the actual lighting.

It feels warm, familiar, comfortable, a little scary, but a friendly space.
Intimate, even with 800 seats. Bright, shining, sparkling; red, gold and cream.
The light bounces off the chandelier.

To be there, walking on the set, touching it, making my voice hit the back of the stalls.
My heart pounds. Is it nerves? Memories?
I know I’m smiling.