Sep 01, 2006 01:49
Late night and I'm sitting in my boxers. The Beatles just told me to 'let it be', and 'there will be an answer'. I assume they're right, I mean, they're the Beatles.
In between jobs.
In the story of my life, this is the chapter where nothing happens, but it's still eighty pages long. I very much need to turn the page and start a new chapter. Hopefully one titled something like "Chapter 21: In which our young wayfarer learns much about the inner-workings of a dingy kitchen"
I haven't acted in a year and a half. I imagine a heroine addict jones-in' for a fix feels much the way I do. Onstage you don't have to constantly search for the right thing to do. You learn your lines and blocking, and once they're out of the way, you can focus on what's really important to the character. Alas, if only there was a beautiful script written for everything I did.
But there's not. So I'll just have to write one.
Keep in touch with me, you all.