Baby, Remember My Name

It has been quite a while since my last post; but FAME seemed to take up more of my time than I had initially anticipated. I seemed to always either be sleeping or at the theatre. But now the show has closed and I have more time to go stir-crazy.

The show was (surprisingly) a success. We were extended for an additional week (both shows I did this summer were extended- good for the ego) and played to (mostly) sold out houses. It was an experience, I'll put it that way. Good? Bad? Who the hell knows. But an experience none the less.

One thing however, I was more upset at the closing than I had ever expected to be. I looked at this show in the same way I look at all others... a pay check. I wake up, go to the theatre, put on my makeup, perform, take off my makeup and go home. That's it. However, these kids somehow managed to get under my skin and I've found myself missing them. I actually cried during the final performance, something I haven't done in four years. Strange. I believe the reason for my emotional display is that these kids are all in the process of growing and changing as human beings. And if I run into them in, say, two years, they will all be completely different people. It's sad. The people that I have grown to love over the past two months or so, will cease to exist as they grow from being teenagers to becoming adults. Oh well. I may have begun looking at this job as simply another job, but I've ended up looking at something quite different.

Ah well, onto the next project.....