I am cautiously hopeful. The audition went very well and I received some very encouraging and positive feedback that lead me to believe I have a good chance. But I’m trying not to build my hopes up too much. I’ve had the rug pulled out from underneath me too many times these past few months for me to set myself up for another tumble.
The choir was stunning. Just stunning. I was amazed at how responsive they were, though I suppose I should have expected it from such a fine and high caliber group. Their responsivness and dynamic sensitivity was so precise that it took me a few moments to adjust. It was like getting the feel for a new clutch. I had to figure out how much exaggeration or subtly in my gesture effected the choir. It was such a pleasure to conduct them.
The written exams went much better than my previous attempts, though I would like to go back simply because I felt I could have done more.
The agonizing part now is the waiting. I was supposed to hear by the end of this week, however the announcement has been pushed until the beginning of next week. I’m getting rather antsy. I keep checking my e-mail obsessively and running the events of that day over and over in my head wondering if I did enough.
So, keep your fingers crossed for me. I really want this one. I loved every second being out there and I’d love to live there. And I feel so close… tangibly close and yet not quite. It’s driving me nuts.
