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Labors of Love
I am celebrating Labor Day by working.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the idea of vocation: work that requires your whole self — heart, mind, and soul — work that challenges and fulfills, that speaks to some essential piece of you, that makes you more fully yourself.
My vocation is acting. It took me years to come to terms with that, to own it. Even now, writing it “out...
Getting to know you…
I was so nervous.
I had done my research. It looked great on paper. But meeting, live and in person, for the first time, is always scary. Part of me is totally cool and level-headed, telling myself that this evening is just about getting to know each other, trying to find out if we’re a good fit. Another part of me is excited, wildly hopeful, thinking, “this could be the start...
The Last Day of My Childhood
“My mother says you know when your childhood ends. It’s the moment you stop being happy, and start remembering when you used to be.”
The first time I read Girl in the Goldfish Bowl, this statement (which is a paraphrase of the actual script) hit me like a tone of bricks.
By this definition, the last day of my childhood was March 17, 1986.
I was in the fourth grade, and my family...
PlayDates, Part 1
About a year ago, a handful of New Leafers gathered at Ranalli’s (now closed, more’s the pity) after a performance of The Permanent Way. It was a quiet, snowy night, and as the dining room emptied out, our conversation became thoughtful. Personal. Significant. We talked about fear. As we doodled in crayon on the white paper tablecloth, one by one we enumerated our fears. Fears...
