No, I do not have a love child. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Plus, the baby-crazy lady in me wouldn't really complain about that. In fact, I get giddy at the thought of it. Or not. Not ready. Maybe in a few years. Ha-ha. ANYWAY!!!! I'm talking about my not-so-baby sister, Bettina. A few … Continue reading My baby’s grown up.
Months ago, I wrote about the "emotional perils" of being in theater. I talked about how passionate I was about it and yet how excruciatingly exhausting it could be,waiting in the wings. You invest so much of yourself and your time and yet the show itself (or at least the scenes you're part of) can be … Continue reading Waiting in the Wings: Part 2