I came to the theatre department as the resident playwright, gifted with words, beats, emotions. I have become a sought-after technical designer, as well. Four years working my ass off and all I want to do is be an actor. But this is an impossibility, even though I audition for almost every show. And opening night, standing backstage while everyone waits for their cue, I get so jealous I can't stand it. I feel like some selfish diva.
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theatre,
jealousy
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