There I was in full costume and makeup, standing backstage...waiting. Any minute I'd walk through a door and stand in the crook of a grand piano all shimmering black in the stage light. The top was propped up half way to allow just the right blend of piano music to emerge. A few minutes before I peeked out the door for about the hundredth time to see how ...Read More

My freshman year of college, I was required to take an English course. After looking through literature courses that were a rehash of high school and being the self-awareness, self-improvement nut that I am, I settled on a class called Writing the Self. If I were to be completely honest, it also sounded a little easier and lighter than American Literature. As I eagerly walked to my first ...Read More