Some days I walk around wondering how I got scripted in this movie.Whose the writer controlling this script? Or on today’s whose the comedian leading this sitcom.
I go through the motions both in the moment but also with this feeling that I am an observer, acting out someone else’s lines wondering what will come next. Where will this story go? Does it have a happy ending?
Than I wake up and remember that actors can improvise and I can control where the story goes. I can make a Happy ending despite what the director throw in m y path. I can learn to juggle with flaming balls instead of the easy floating silks, it all makes for a better, albeit more stressful show.
So I reapply my lipstick and say bring it, I’m ready for my close up .