I've been acting again since the Spring. Just wrapped a weekend of Twelfth Night in Las Vegas, followed by a Halloween themed night of Edgar Allen Poe and Edward Gorey scenes at the Huntington Library. I don't know what's coming next… gonna have to start looking at audition notices, I guess, and maybe get a subscription to Backstage West again.
But I've written next to nothing ABOUT the experience. I've started several posts… but often that's little more than a title and a brief sentence to remind myself what I intended to talk about. But I haven't finished one of them. (Admittedly, acting and writing use different sorts of creative "muscles" — but it's all creative, right?)
I've got a degree in Theatre. I love acting, and I've had more fun doing these shows this year than I've had in ages.
But the blog has lain here fallow, waiting for me to say anything about anything, for nearly a month. But not a word. About movies, or books, or politics or anything going on in the world. And not one word about my rediscovery of the pleasure I get from acting.
I find that interesting.
But I've written next to nothing ABOUT the experience. I've started several posts… but often that's little more than a title and a brief sentence to remind myself what I intended to talk about. But I haven't finished one of them. (Admittedly, acting and writing use different sorts of creative "muscles" — but it's all creative, right?)
I've got a degree in Theatre. I love acting, and I've had more fun doing these shows this year than I've had in ages.
But the blog has lain here fallow, waiting for me to say anything about anything, for nearly a month. But not a word. About movies, or books, or politics or anything going on in the world. And not one word about my rediscovery of the pleasure I get from acting.
I find that interesting.
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