Auditioned a couple days ago for a reading of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest with Theater Uncorked. I'd prepared the role of McMurphy, and it was another opportunity to go in there not to get a part, but to present an option for the director — here's a McMurphy you could have. Unimportant what kind of McMurphy they have in mind, just so long as I show them a McMurphy they could use. These days theater auditions for me are services I perform for the adjudicators. No more power dynamics, where I'm there for approval or to get hired. I pretend the money's already changed hands.

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