Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Trodding the Boards Once Again...

I was an actor long before I called myself a writer.  I trained and I studied, and I'm still shelling out money to pay for graduate school, and yes I have a degree and everything that says I presumably know what I'm doing when I get up on stage.  So why haven't I gotten up on stage in ______ amount of years?  Because...well...because now I'm a writer and I don't have to.

I switched things up about ten years ago and I found as I got older, I liked being on the other side of the footlights.  I liked being behind the scenes as a writer, director, teacher and coach.  I still like it.  And sometimes I'm amazed when I recall the things I did in front of an audience.  It took a lot of courage and I suppose there was a time I felt fearless.  And then that feeling went away, and I metaphorically took out the cozy sweater with patches on the elbows, and the pipe and I sat behind my computer and wove my tales that I would allow others to tell onstage.  And I was comfortable with that.

Until now. GULP!

I have the opportunity to present a short play that I wrote a few years ago.  I love this piece.  It is so....ME.  And since it is so me, I have decided (with the director's blessing) that I will return to the stage and be part of the cast. Oy vey.  Just saying this out loud sends a flock of seagulls flapping their wings furiously inside my belly.  Do I really want to do this?  Yes.  No.  Yes. Is the return to acting just like riding a bicycle?  Yes. No. Yes.  No...I don't know.

First rehearsal is this weekend.  I'm tickled at the thought of performing again. Petrified at the thought of performing again.  But I'm going through with it.  I need to test my boundaries every now and then and push myself outside my comfort level.  That sweater with the patches is getting way too comfortable...so I'm challenging myself to return to my roots and see if the ol' gal still has it in her.

Let me know what you think.  Tell me I'm crazy.  Tell me I've lost my mind.  Or tell me to break a leg.  I would love to hear from you.

8 comments:

Lynne Duddy said...

glad you are stretching... it inspires everyone around you! even those of us on the periphery

James said...

I think you're crazy. I think you've lost your mind. Break a leg girl! Wish I could be there to see your magnificent return to the stage!

Gary said...

You say "crazy" like it's a bad thing. Embrace your inner looney!

Kathryn said...

That's wonderful! Good for you! It's important to keep throwing curve balls. Surprising yourself and others by all the things you can do.

Jess said...

How exciting! I will be anxious to see you on the stage. Please let us know when and where we can see you perform!

John Horne said...

Crazy depends on whether you are sitting in the chair or laying on the couch. As a former student of yours, I can say that there are probably more applicable clinical descriptions, but none that would hinder you from taking advantage of an opportunity. NOT taking the chance will more than likely result in you sitting around at the "home" in years to come playing the "If Only.." game with yourself. Go for it.

Debbie Lamedman said...

Thanks everyone for the good wishes! Yes, stretching is good for the body, mind and soul! I will keep you posted as to how it all goes down! I wear my heart on my sleeve, and my "crazy" like a badge of honor! :-)

MikeB said...

Go for it, Debbie. Take advantage of this opportunity. I am sure you will not be sorry.