So. When I dashed off a book report about Enchanted April a month ago, I failed to mention the reason I read the thing, which is that there is a play of the same name, adapted by Matthew Barber, and I am going to be in it.
One way to draw the line between minor characters and major characters is that when you give the two-sentence description of the play, the minor characters aren’t even mentioned. The description of this play would be something like this:
In April 1923, two women flee their loveless marriages by renting a castle in Italy together with two more women they meet through newspaper advertisement. The marriages and all four women are given new life in the Italian Spring.
There you go, and you can figure out the categories from that: the two women are the leads, the two other women and the husbands are the supporting parts, and that leaves the comic servant and me, the guy who owns the castle.
Now, I do have several scenes. I have, in fact, one hundred and forty-three lines. But it is a minor part, and a minor character, and not even a comic one. I think I’ll have a lot of fun with it, though.
Tolerabimus quod tolerare debemus,
-Vardibidian.