Some good (and slightly belated) news.

I'm in a show. An ETW mainstage, which is great. Even greater is that it's written by Taylor Mac and directed by Paul Zimet. This is an incredible opportunity and I'm really excited. It doesn't start rehearsing until Spring Break, so I have ample time to loaf around, doing absolutely nothing of real importance.

At the end of this year, all ETW second-years have to plan, produce, and perform their own ten minute piece. These are aptly titled "Second-Year Projects." I am terrified. In a good way. I want to accomplish so much, but I have to remember that it's ten minutes. I certainly can't fit my whole life into that. So much of my free time (prior to Walk, which is the Taylor Mac show) will be devoted to working out my ideas into something tangible.

Classes are good. I'm really loving voice - singing becomes more and more enjoyable with each class. I think I'm opening to the idea that my voice can grow and change and sound like something other than a dying cat.

Acting is kicking my ass. We're working with Raina Von Waldenburg, a protégé of sorts of Jerzy Growtowski's main actor, Ryszard Cieslak. It's a very physical approach to acting and doesn't allow for much thought, which is really good. It works from pure impulse. I'm struggling, but that's essential. If I didn't I wouldn't be learning.

So. There it is.