Sheryl’s Daily Prompt
When the audience arrived at the theatre, they rarely gave thought to what went on behind the scenes and if all went according to plan, they shouldn’t. Still, it was always exciting to watch her crew scurry about beforehand, like busy little bees buzzing about with as much purpose. Everyone had a task to perform and their jobs fell into place like dominoes, one two three… interconnected until they reached the end.
Lois tried to remain as unobtrusive as possible but was handy with a saw and hammer and if necessary, pitched in to assist her crew. Usually, everything went off without a hitch, but it was amazingly easy to fall behind and a minute could turn into a half-hour all too quickly and then they were scrambling to make up the lost time and accomplish the job. The stars of the show relied upon their efficiency. The sawing, hammering and pounding must be finished before the stars arrived so as not to jar their sensitivity. She imagined that could be problematic when you were trying to concentrate on your lines and couldn’t because the noise was overwhelming.
People who didn’t normally live around construction found it all the more irritating. Not her, she loved the sounds for each nail pounded in, each piece of lumber cut meant they were one step closer to finishing the task.
And each stage they constructed truly became a work of art. Whether it was a flat piece of stage, an obelisk streaking into the air or motorized vehicle that was timed to manoeuvre across the stage, it must all go off without a hitch, to perfection. If the timing was off by so much as a hair, it could create a monumental flop that would land squarely on her head and she’d be lucky to get another gig in the industry and she loved her work.
She couldn’t help herself, she would turn up mid way through the performance and watch from the back of the theater in case her assistance was required. Her people having done their job perfectly, meant she needn’t but she found the theater exhilarating and maybe that was due to her little piece of the act, unseen although it may be that she and her crew contributed. No matter, it brought a smile of pure joy to her face when the evening finished and all was as it should be.