I'm not sure why, but certain images, impressions and emotions are making their way into my mind lately, causing me to want a re-read of the following books:
1. The Scarlet Pimpernel
2. Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell
3. Gaudy Night
4. The Perilous Gard
Speaking of Gaudy Night, I had dreams about Lord Peter Wimsey and Harriet Vane two nights in a row last week. One of them had to do with parts in Gaudy Night concerning their relationship, and the other was a whole new mystery. Parts of it were quite clever, but parts of it were inevitably ridiculous, though I don't remember any of it now.
Oh - and for those of you who didn't hear about this yet, I did hear from the Twelfth Night people: the play has been moved to the 21st century (I'll decide what exactly I think about this when I learn a little more about it) and I'm to be a back-up singer (for Feste the clown, I assume?). At first I thought I wouldn't like that, since I just finished a musical and what I really want is to do some "real" acting. But after having almost a week to think about it, I'm excited to sing again. Also, it's a lesson in vanity, since I did think I did well enough at the audition to get a bigger role than last year's. But then, I don't know how big this role is yet. The lady who called me wasn't very clear... All I know is that when the director calls to tell me when the first rehearsal is, I'm going to pester him with questions. ;)
And now I can officially make Twelfth Night into a label.