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Acting, Life, What ?

I just discovered this guy and I love him.



Not only what he says is true, but it applies to life as much as acting.

331 words, 1378 characters, 4 paragraphs and a muse that won't shut up.

I think that when I grow up I might like to make movies. I mean, I already make little movies, but I mean movies, like The Movies. I think I might be quite good at it. I have an eye for the small things, for the way things that might not fit together fit together.I've always done that with clothes.
Well, you can do it with stories too.
In fact, I'm just one big story of things that don't fit together.

There are a lot of things I want to do when I grow up and I wish I wasn't so aware all the time that there is never going to be enough time to be all that I want to be when I grow up. No matter how little I sleep.

Last night, I couldn't sleep again. It's been like this on and off. I've tried to see if there is a pattern and I can't figure out. I even woke up fairly early yesterday morning, but it's like, so often, after dinner, I can feel it... something inside me suddenly wakes up. It's like my brain suddenly decides it's morning all over again. Sometimes it even suggests that I make coffee but I never listen to that unless I'm out and have to be up. Okay, yes, maybe I had coffee last night before the movie, and maybe that's why I couldn't sleep. But then what about the other nights when I couldn't sleep ?
It could be the vitamins, it could be circadian rythms, it could be the water... who knows.

Today I found out about 2 people who died suddenly.One of them was the father of my friend Dawn's coworker. He was on vacation in Scotland and had a heart attack on a train. The other is this one. I knew neither of these people, but man, it seems like these things sure happen a lot. But who am I kidding, these things have always happened. People have always died. It's just that now we can find out about it, instantly, every minute it happens, in 140 character bites.
This technology does not bode well for someone of my complexion. Someone who lost her mother too young and feels like she has too much to do before she grows up, and that she better do it before everyone else, poof, has a heart attack on a train, while they're on vacation, far away from their loved ones, and from me.
That last sentence was grammatically impossible but whatever.
I'm writing in more than 140 characters so suck it internet... soon all you will have to read are my grammatically impossible sentences.
Really, I love twitter, I really do.

But where was I... ah yes... not sleeping, things I want to do when I grow up... Right.
Last night, it was 3, and then it was probably 4, but I was too afraid to look. I was lying there counting slowly backwards from 100 and suddenly a scene from my unfinished play came to me. I was like "uh, hello, there... what are you doing in my brain at this moment in time, I'm trying to sleep. Besides, I'm not working on you anymore. I haven't touched you in years and I'm not even sure I'll ever finish you. Goodnight play, please go knock on some other playwright's door." But The Play would not have it. The Play was all "well since you're awake, I thought I'd come by and let you know what scene you actually need to drop to make the whole thing work again. Oh and by the way, you should also know that the set looks like this (insert strong image here) and that if you rewrite the first scene in this certain way, the play will totally work better and then write itself." Then it also tried to tell me that there is a sherif in my play and that the sherif is played by the same person as The Spirit of Truth and that it also has an appearance as The Devil". Then it proceeded to give me one of these Mexican card games (you know the ones with the spider, the heart etc...) and it told me to write a scene for each card and that I would be done with it once I made all these changes. I tried to tell The Play that I was actually done with it because I needed to get some sleep and it tried to convince me that I should get out of bed and at least write all these things in a notebook so as to not regret not remembering any of what it told me the next morning. I told it to suck it and that I was not dreaming, hence I would remember Everthing, thank you very much and please go away now bye I have to sleep it's late 'thxs 'night.
Then everything was quiet for a while and I wondered why. I wondered if The Play was actually my muse and if my muse had finally shown up. Then I got bummed that I didn't ask it what it was wearing so I could recognize it the next time it decides to show up at a more decent hour, when I'm not paying attention. Oh well.

Then I thought I saw the sun come up, but I think that was actually a dream.

Before bed, I had read these gorgeous words. The kind of words that make you stop breathing and also simultaneously remind you that breathing in the moment, the stars, the wind, the hair of these we love, is pretty much the most important thing we can do when we grow up.

INTERVIEW PROJECT

INTERVIEW PROJECTis a beautiful road trip movie made of short interviews of people encountered on the way.
Produced by David Lynch, this is my new obsession.
It has the bittersweet feeling of The Straight Story and ultimately captures the beauty and struggles of being a human being.

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Lexington play to be webcast tonight !

From Amanda Palmer's blog :

the kindly folks at lexmedia, who run lexington cable access, are helping us WEBCAST the entire show, with 3-4 cameras under the direction of the talented and astonishing michael pope (director of almost every dolls and AFP video you’ve ever seen - now twittering at @popecinema).

this is awesome!

we are 90% sure this is going to work, so please bear with us if there are tech problems, but things are looking good.

call friends, get ready huddle around the computer like people used to huddle around the wireless radio in the old days, plan a popcorn share and bring a hanky. the show is heavy and intense. the duration of the show is just over 2 hours.

we’ll be going live from partyontheinternet.com at 7:30 pm EST TONIGHT (saturday night).

"Honest to blog."

I just saw Juno for the first time.
Shoot me, I'm in grad school.
I am deleting boring theatre blogs who have turned into personal ad campaigns from my rss feeds and adding psychology blogs.
Shoot me again.

I am still trying to figure out what to do with this space.
I figure if I end up coming back, there is still a use for it.
Just like there is probably a use for the unfinished plays that still sit on my hard drive.
Apparently I also can't write more than one sentence per line.

Gotta go.
I have facebook to update, tweets to tweet and Wii to play.
Oh. And a paper or 2 to write, yeah.

I still want to tell you all about drama therapy. I just don't know how yet.