Life

Time squeeze + full heart

Several events converged this weekend -- the usual last minute preparations for a show opening this coming Thursday and the sudden sickness of my eleven-year old cat. Despite having a lovely long weekend, the time I set aside to craft my weekly blog post was sucked away by hours spent in several different veterinary offices,… Continue reading Time squeeze + full heart

Theatre

How I want to be as an actor

This week we begin rehearsals in earnest for Richie, Little Green Pig’s all-female version of Shakespeare’s Richard II. I want to get everything I can out of this experience, and I want the people involved to get the most out of me, so I thought it might be helpful to set down some intentions for… Continue reading How I want to be as an actor

Theatre

My heart is haunted: silent, spoken, sung

I’ve been haunted by a story all week. The story sits in the room with me, trails behind me as I walk, hovers over my spooned-in oatmeal, perches on my nightstand as I sleep. When I wake in the night I see it gazing at me hazy and shimmering. Waiting. My neck-hair prickles. My fingers… Continue reading My heart is haunted: silent, spoken, sung

Theatre

Feeling the love -or- Still crazy after all these years

Over thirty years ago, I auditioned for my first play. My mom tells me that I asked her to audition (although I'm not sure how I knew about it in the first place since, as a five-year-old, I wasn't reading the daily newspaper with my morning coffee. Um, Mom?). I sang my best version of… Continue reading Feeling the love -or- Still crazy after all these years

Parenting

Yearning for all

You've likely heard something about the article in The Atlantic Magazine by Anne-Marie Slaughter. It's titled Why Women Still Can't Have It All. It received so much attention that the website crashed. Cool. If you haven't read it, then please do. It takes awhile because of the length, but it's worth it. After my trek… Continue reading Yearning for all

Life

The role of a lifetime

My grandmother died last Friday. She was my last living grandparent. Now I have none. Three grandparents were living when I got married five years ago, when I had a baby three years ago, when I was at Christmas two years ago. And now there are none. There's been a shift in our family as… Continue reading The role of a lifetime

Theatre

How did you memorize those lines?

"How did you memorize those lines?" I heard this question for the first time as an undergraduate sitting in the audience during a post-show conversation with the actors. The "How did you memorize those lines?" question elicited eye-rolling, sneers, and ill-concealed laughter from my theatre-major friends and me. (We experimented with a lot of things… Continue reading How did you memorize those lines?

Theatre

“Our youth is the very oldest part of us”

When you have a moment, check out this fantastic article about creating theatre for young people: Theater of the Young, For the Young by Steven Dietz. I've been thinking about it ever since I read it. In particular, the quotes below captured my imagination in a big way. Age is not a horizontal marker, but… Continue reading “Our youth is the very oldest part of us”