“the director of the play” by Julia on her couch

Friday December 7, 2018
10:12pm
5 minutes
Taking Your Child to Work, When Your Job is Making Theatre in The New York Times
Michael Paulson

He looks like Rob Lowe and I want him to choose me. The way a director is supposed to choose a young actress to be his muse. I want him to choose me because he looks like Rob Lowe and his passion for theatre makes me wet just thinking about it. He could be my biggest achievement but even if I could have him I wouldn’t tell anyone. I’d keep him all to myself. And during rehearsal I’d be professional with him but tease Andy in the green room. Heating both stones. As soon as everyone goes home, we’d be going at it in the wings, breathing hot air into each other’s ears and necks. Then he’d take me home and prepare monologues for me to read to him. I’d perform for him in the living room while he sips on bourbon and looks blissfully intoxicated by the rawness of my delivery. The heartbreakingly honest portrayal.
When I wake up he’d already be gone.

“the director of the play” by Sasha on her couch

Friday December 7, 2018
10:11pm
5 minutes
Taking Your Child to Work, When Your Job is Making Theatre
The New York Times
Michael Paulson

It was winter and the city was cloaked in grey. I rode the streetcar to and from the theatre. This was supposed to be everything I worked for, everything I wanted. Here is was, and yet, I couldn’t get the sinking feeling out of my chest, out of my throat, out of my heart. Was this the dream I worked so hard for? Was this worth everything? It was winter and it tasted like coffee from Dark Horse and cashews and raisins from a Ziploc bag.