November 10

You wouldn’t protest the Electoral College if you understood it.

The protests about the popular vote and about the election outcome are wildly childish and show an irresponsible lack of education about our system. I suppose this is what we should expect raising a generation of children who get awards for participation and thinks John Stewart was a news source. I also wonder how many of these protesters actually even voted.

This map shows why the founding fathers were brilliant in establishing the electoral college. It’s because without it, literally just a few cities in America could choose the president for the entire country. The blue dots would be the only places candidates would even campaign, and those peoples’ issues would be the only ones represented.

The electoral college makes sure that every state gets representation in the executive branch. It makes sure that every citizen in a small town has a voice. It forces the presidential candidates to be acceptable to a majority of the states, not a majority of the population. It’s brilliant. It’s genius in its fairness. It’s one of the greatest things about our electoral process.

We are not a democracy. We have never been a democracy. Pure democracy would be one of the most evil forms of government on earth. We are a representative republic, so getting representation for all people is critically important. This is just one of the ways the founding fathers outsmarted these riotous thugs 230 years ago.

October 4

I’m a Trump supporter, not a monster.

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A rather despicable article has been posted to The Daily Kos, a pretty far left-leaning website, claiming any and all supporters of Donald Trump should be immediately branded with seven negative attributes. You see, it’s totally wrong to make blind assumptions about ethnic or religious minorities, or women, or gays, but people supporting a particular political candidate? Well, those bastards can fry.

It’s similar to the irrationally venomous and hateful, extremely fact-challenged and race-baiting “TuckFrump” movement, who posted one of the most vulgar, crude, and ugly political videos in history. (NSFW – language). That someone would actually put their child up to do this is beyond contemptible.

I don’t like my blog to venture into politics or religion for precisely this sort of reason, but after seeing good friends share the article, and the comments of other friends actually agreeing with the contents, I needed to push back.

And I understand why they’re doing it. Trump doesn’t sway under fierce attack. So, shift the battle from the man himself and start attacking his supporters. Hillary Clinton did it just the other day, calling half of us “deplorables”, and the other half, “desperate”.

Folks, if you are sharing this kind of bigoted garbage, you are a HUGE part of the problem. Here’s why:

I am supporting Donald Trump because I want to see an America that brings back and honors the trades and blue-collar jobs we’ve lost so many of. I also live at the US / Mexico border (10 years now) and see firsthand the corruption and dangers that leech across our borders as they stand wide-open.

No, he’s not my ideal candidate. No, he’s not perfect. I wish he wouldn’t say some of the things he’s said. But then, I regret an awful lot of the things I’ve said, too.

He, like all of us, is immeasurably flawed. But the people who created the mess the country is in – and I blame the establishment in both parties – will NOT be the people to change its course. We need new blood. And in a choice between a flawed candidate whom I believe genuinely loves his country (and one the establishment in both parties hates with a passion), and a globalist establishment candidate whom I believe still wants to “take us down a notch”, I want the outsider. DC is a disaster area. It’s corrupt to the core. THAT’S what I want to see fixed.

Does this make me all of the things in this post many of you are now gleefully sharing? Does it make me even ONE of the things this arrogant fool wrote about people like me?

We’re not enemies just because we disagree on how to lead the country forward. And frankly, none of the politicians gives a damn about you or me. We’re votes for them to move their agendas forward. They only interact with us because they HAVE to every few years.

Please look at this post, and others like it, and ask yourselves: is this ANY different than blanket assumptions about Hillary voters? Is this ANY different than stereotypes about certain ethnicities?

And finally, this: though there are many Trump supporters the media has successfully shamed into silence with crap like this, the support for an outsider candidate remains and is growing. (I think Nov. 8 is going to be a big wake-up call to the world just how ready we are for new leadership.)

But now you have one Trump supporter who stands up and proudly claims his preference.

I’m for Donald Trump for President.

Does that change your perception of the person you know? If it does, then the problem is YOUR bias, not mine.

August 20

I choose you.

So much division in this country. Why? Where is this coming from?

The thing to ask yourself is, who profits from having you and I distrust each other? Who benefits when neighbor is suspicious of neighbor? Who gains when blacks and whites, or gays and straights, or faithful and secular eye each other with hostility, fear, and resentment? Who wins when you and I hate each other?

Folks, we’re being played.

I’ve made up my mind to be just one voice saying, “Enough.”

Whether you are white, black, or brown, male or female, gay or straight, rich or poor, educated or not, white-collar or blue-collar, or want Trump or Hillary, you’re still my countryman and neighbor.

You don’t have to think like I do, vote like I do, or look like I do. I choose to be your friend.

You don’t have to love the way I love. I love you anyway.

You don’t have to want what I want for the country. It’s still your country as much as it is mine. We’ll work our differences out.

You don’t have to see things my way. I’ll still see you as a fellow traveler and kindred spirit.

I’m making the decision to lay down my cynicism, lower my guard, put down my sword. There is a time to cast stones and a time to gather them. I’m choosing that, for me, it’s time to gather.

I’m not surrendering. I’ll still passionately argue my point of view, and push for what I believe in. I just choose to honor you with respect, dignity, and grace while I do it.

I’ll likely not be perfect. But I’ll try. And I’ll get better. That’s all I can do.

May 19

Creating a Character – Randle P. McMurphy, Part 2

Just finished the first weekend’s run for the Camille Playhouse’s One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, in which I play the protagonist, Randall McMurphy. The theater gave us only 3 weeks of rehearsals before opening night, so I’ve had very little time to work on the development of this character, let alone write about the process.

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One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest, Camille Playhouse, May 2015

Now, half of the run is already finished, so I can look back at some of the things I had to work on specifically, to get ready to bring Randle McMurphy to life.

First, the physicality. McMurphy is a fighter. The novel tells us he was a decorated Korean War hero who was later dishonorably discharged for insubordination. McMurphy has a history of violence, though not of the stereotypical “angry white male” variety. He just has a hot temper that he doesn’t try very hard to control. He instantly balks at restrictive rules, and pushes back against authority if he doesn’t feel like he’s getting a fair shake. He’s tough in every sense of the word.

Thankfully, I was pretty close physically to what the character needed. I’m a “gym rat” for the past several years, but I’m not pretty; I don’t have muscles sculpted to Greek perfection, and I still like to eat. You can see in a rehearsal photo above that I’m pretty built, but also that I’m still just a little bit “soft”, like a real guy who works hard and plays hard (and eats like an ox). At 6’1″ and 225 pounds, carrying off the sheer size of the role wasn’t difficult or anything I had to prepare for.

Next, let’s look inside the man’s psyche. What makes this person who he is? What motivates him? Why was he willing to push this little contest with Nurse Ratched to its extreme climax?

There is a rambunctiousness and irreverence in McMurphy that, to a lesser degree, also inhabits me (and I suspect, many other people, particularly men, who travel through life in unconventional ways). McMurphy finds his joy in simple, albeit sinful pleasures: gambling, partying, booze, sex. In some ways, this makes him the stereotypical alpha male that the character needs to be in order to lead this group of men. In my own life, my irreverence shows up in other ways – I balk, for example, at wearing a suit and tie, even though my day job is as a financial advisor. I’m the guy in your circle who will tell the off-color joke, and say what everyone else is thinking but keeps to themselves. At some place along the way in my life, my Give-A-Shit broke, and I really don’t worry too much what other people think of me.

McMurphy is very much like that. At no time in the ward, and I suspect at no time in his life before it, does he worry about how others see him. No, McMurphy approaches everyone in life and thinks, “I wonder what I’m going to think of them.” (May we all find our inner McMurphy in that regard.)

Second, McMurphy is a natural leader. It’s unequivocal. The novel gives many more examples than 2 hours of theater can permit, but he is a determined leader, and to his credit, once he pulls the leadership position to himself, he is a fiercely loyal and caring commander. The man genuinely loves his “troops”, and is willing, almost by instinct, to put himself in harm’s way to protect them. When he sees his new “squad” of inmates being abused and mistreated by hospital staff, McMurphy declares war. And when the Big Nurse keeps increasing the consequences for his disobedience, McMurphy weighs first the impact his acquiescence will have on his followers. In the end, he decides his own life matters less than ending the tyranny the men have had to endure. And though he ultimately pays for it with his life, his men find a measure of freedom that will never go away.

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One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest, Camille Playhouse, May 2015

Another amazing attribute of McMurphy’s leadership is his skill at giving each member of his new “family” exactly what they need to develop. As General George Patton once said, a true leader goes to his men where they are; he doesn’t expect them to come back to headquarters. McMurphy does exactly that. He is always the one approaching a character in retreat, probing what the issues are, how he can help, and giving the occasional pat on the shoulder or kick in the pants (whichever that character needed more). McMurphy instinctively knows how each man will respond best, and what each one needs to see and hear to grow. His leadership style is extremely effective, even if the battles he charges into aren’t always the best decisions.

Finally, there is a strong parallel in the character of McMurphy to that of Jesus Christ. I’m certain, as I’ve read the novel and now portrayed him, there are multitudes of allegories to the Christian story, and not just the greater one of self-sacrifice.

For instance, in the novel, the ward is McMurphy plus 12 inmates. Jesus had his 12 disciples. McMurphy gets the mute to talk (and also, in the Chief, the “deaf” to hear), the stutterer to speak calmly, the coward to stand tall. Like Jesus, McMurphy shows immediate disdain for rules and authority that govern the lives of others when those rules are not compassionate and unfair. His electro-shock therapy references the Bible repeatedly: McMurphy asks if he gets a “crown of thorns”, and mentions that the nurse’s aid “annointeth my head with conductant”. He leads a rebellion against the current powers that be to its awful conclusion, where he is finally sacrificed. And yet, through his sacrifice, the other inmates find healing and freedom.

I want to write some final thoughts on this character after our last weekend. Stay tuned for one more on this character.

April 1

Creating a Character – Randle P. McMurphy, Part 1

Concurrent with my work on the “Unconditional Love” series, I was also cast as the lead in the Camille Playhouse’s last show of this season, the highly celebrated play One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest. I will be filming two to three episodes of the mini-series, and performing the six-night run of Cuckoo’s Nest within the same 3 or 4 week period this May.

Even though it was originally played by Kirk Douglas in the Broadway production, this role made the career of Jack Nicholson in the film version in 1974, who won the Oscar for it (as did Louise Fletcher, who will forever be remembered as Nurse Ratched). Overall it won all 5 of the “big” Oscars, and although it had a stellar cast overall, it’s so iconic and so inextricably tied to Nicholson, that many actors who now play the role either try to somehow recapture “Jack” in their portrayals, or else try to deviate so far from him that it draws the comparison anyway (by means of contrast).

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To take on this role, however, I’m making myself one rule: I cannot watch any previous version of this production before I perform it. I don’t want to try to differ from Nicholson any more than I want to imitate him. Instead, I just want the character to speak to me as an actor, and use my own life experiences as the catalyst for McMurphy’s motivations and demeanor.

At first I wondered how I was going to keep the characters I am playing, literally one then the other, then back again, separated. To my surprise, McMurphy doesn’t contrast as much as he complements some of the other character work I’m doing. He isn’t actually too difficult to get my mind around.

In many ways, he is remarkably similar to Leroy Jenkins in Bad Seed, the last stage role I played. Both are pretending to be something they aren’t. Both are uneducated and prone to bully. Both can see their nemesis’ true colors clearly, though others cannot. Both enjoy tormenting the story’s “bad guy”, in what they think is a sort of game, only to find out they grossly underestimated their opponents; both times, with fatal consequences.

There is also amazing parallels between McMurphy and my other current character, Jesus of Nazareth. Both are willing to take on corruption and abusive leadership. Both have pity on those less fortunate, although McMurphy’s ideas of how to liberate his charges are certainly profane compared to Christ’s. Both are punished for their rebellion against the rules and the established order, and ultimately, both are sacrificed for it. Whereas my portrayal of Jesus tended to be stoic and reserved in the first episode we’ve filmed so far, I think that playing Jesus alongside with McMurphy may help me to give more passion to my portrayal of Jesus, and Jesus may bring more of a sense of compassion to McMurphy.

One of the things I’ve been made aware of in my first outing as Jesus was that I felt very emotionally inhibited. I kept telling myself it was the nature of the character – otherworldly, omniscient, all-powerful but also all-loving. I felt Jesus would be very calm and soft in his manner, and the director definitely wanted more warmth and light-heartedness than I expected to portray. So, I’ve realized that I need to work on being able to summon emotion more quickly and more authentically than I had been feeling it. Playing a rowdy, gregarious, defiant “leader” in Cuckoo’s Nest will require me to be able to really reach deep into my old emotional reserves, which can only help my portrayal of Jesus. In other words, these might seem like the most odd mix of characters to play concurrently, but they each may actually do much to enrich my performance of the other.

First order of business is memorization. We don’t rehearse as a cast until April 20. I will also work out my normal personal Q&A for McMurphy’s character development. One other issue that came up while reading the script is seeing that McMurphy has an almost-naked scene. I’m not in terrible shape, especially for a guy my age, but I now have the added task of getting in a little better shape to be seen standing on stage in bright light in nothing but my underwear.

Stay tuned as these two roles twist and mingle together.

 

March 8

Creating a character – Jesus of Nazareth, part 2

I thought I would have much more time before the shooting of the first of six episodes of the Christian mini-series, to flesh out a convincing and authentic portrayal of Jesus. We weren’t supposed to begin filming until late May. However, Episode 2 features a mostly-college-aged cast, and spring break is this coming week (March 9), so the producers asked if we could shoot that episode out of order, and very quickly.

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It always bothers me a great deal if a performance is approaching and I still don’t feel like I know the character well.   I don’t mean, as a believer, that I don’t know who Jesus is. I mean, as an actor, I don’t yet know how to feel like Jesus. It’s bothering me. The last thing I ever want to do is waste an acting opportunity by just “phoning it in”.

My wife said today, she could see the familiar distracted, serious, faraway look in my eyes while we were having lunch today. And I’ll admit – I put off much of my character preparation because I thought I’d have much more time.

This experience has spawned a new mantra for me as an actor – one that is so obvious, I’m embarrassed I didn’t fully appreciate it before now:

Get the work done. Right now.

I have known since January that I would be playing Jesus, and except for the beginnings of my beard and growing out what’s left of my hair, I had not done much in terms of line memorization or real characterization until last week. Acting is not (yet) my full-time job, and it’s been a very busy couple of months for me, away from this project.

So how do we find a character in really short order? How do we portray incredible strength and power (a pretty easy task for most actors), balanced with overwhelming love and grace? Do I just caricature this thing? I sincerely hope not, but I’m getting nervous to step into the life of a character I don’t feel I can ever properly understand. Of course, at the end of the day, an actor takes direction and delivers what is needed, but for me, the safety of a good performance comes from me, the actor, knowing and fully understanding the character mulling around inside of me.

Like I did in my preparation to play Leroy Jessup in Bad Seed, I’m going to answer my 6 fundamental questions briefly in this post, as they pertain to the character of Jesus Christ (played in the modern world).

1) What’s on the page?

Because Jesus is so widely known, no physical description or personality traits are given in the three scripts I have so far. I’ve been given a basic “look” and “feel” from the director, so I’ve had to go with that. So far, I know that the Jesus he wants portrayed is calm, smiles a lot, shows sadness and real emotion, and yet is still completely in control. That’s incredibly hard to pull off convincingly.

2) What does the action reveal?

Jesus himself does not undergo any change in personality or alteration by his experiences in these episodes. He is quintessentially a supporting part, because he is there to affect the leads in the most profound way imaginable. The action of the episodes reveals very little about who he is, and he is unchanged at the end.

Actually, on reflection, I think the action of the play does reveal a lot about Jesus. In each episode, a main character is undergoing a crisis that amounts to a pivotal point in their lives. At that precise moment, Jesus appears. He offers comfort, challenge, and finally, an invitation to accept or reject him. But even if the person is a drug addict, or a cynical doctor, or a kid about to commit suicide, they are all worthy of his personal love and attention. He agonizes for their pain. He wants to calm their torment. He wants nothing more than for each person who encounters him to embrace what he offers – an eternal life ultimately, but first, a chance for peace and clarity, and purpose in this life.

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So there is actually a lot to work with. This is a good example of why an actor must continually probe his character, looking for that one often hard-to-find opening to get inside the skin of the character and realize his or her motivations.

So what is Jesus’ motivation? Love. Unconditional love. And as I write this, I now understand the meaning of this series much more deeply. Heck, it’s even called “Unconditional Love”. And all this time, I had missed the meaning.

3. How does the character see the world?

In Christianity, Jesus is omniscient and omnipresent. He was part of the Godhead from the beginning; he “is, was and always will be”. Because he can see the world in an instant, and peer into the hearts of everyone, Jesus sees the world not as a good place, but rather, a lost place. And because man was created, in the Judeo-Christian worldview, in God’s image and likeness, a fallen, wicked man is a tragedy for Jesus to behold. So much potential, lost. So many souls forever separated from their Creator, solely because of sin. Jesus is saddened by the world he sees before him – there is no redemption for man, except by his own sacrifice.

I don’t mean to make this a theological discussion, or a call to say the sinner’s prayer (but if it leads you to do so, it’ll be the best thing you ever did). I just want to see and feel the world, in my own limited way, the way Jesus would see it.

I think the ultimate thing Jesus would always feel and say with his eyes, smile, and attitude is simply: “I love you.” That will be the message I continually tell myself to feel as an actor in every scene. No matter who the other character, or what the circumstances, the bottom line is always: “I love you. So much I’d die for you. So much I did die for you.”

4. What are his circumstances?

Circumstances generally mean the character’s back story, but also where they were in the moments before the audience first sees them. In each episode, the circumstances for Jesus are similar. Jesus arrives just as the episode’s lead is reaching a crisis point in their life, and in two of the first three episodes, he vanishes as the scene concludes.  He’s still very much “magical” in the sense that he arrives from Heaven and returns to it. He doesn’t knock on a literal door – he’s just suddenly there. So from a technical perspective, it’s pretty simple- he’s not going to feel hot or cold, or tired, or hungry, or distracted by other events. He’s 100% there, in the present moment, to rescue a lost soul if they will let him.

As I reflect on it, it is amazingly daunting to find, in my own limitations, the scope and size to play someone like Jesus. Nothing surprises him; he sees all things. Nothing startles him. Nothing provokes fear, or hatred, or rage. He is first and foremost, loving. He grieves at the state of humanity. He wants nothing more than to be part of our lives. He acts always first out of love, even when he must shake up a character to get their attention. He is all-powerful, but uses it gently and with great care and sincerity.

5. What can I relate to?

The closest thing I can come to understanding a character like Jesus, who could do anything to anyone, but loves the world so much as to willingly die a horrific and excruciating death for all of us, is to remind myself of my own children. I love my children with as close to an unconditional love as I believe a human is capable of feeling, and I would willingly die in their place. As an actor, that is something I must draw upon in every situation in which Jesus intervenes. Love – unflinching, unending, unapologetic love. Who knew loving people could be such an intimidating thing to portray?

(Actually, Jesus did, when he said that the greatest of all commandments was to love God with all your heart and mind and soul, and to love your neighbor as yourself. He said it was the greatest commandment, I believe, for two reasons. First, if you love God with all your heart, you won’t break the first five commandments, and second, if you sincerely love your fellow man, you won’t break the other five.)

I can also relate to a strong desire to help others in times of need. When you see someone else struggling with a difficult circumstance in life, it is natural to find empathy and want to help that person. As a believer, I believe that the desire to come to the aid of another is a remnant of our creator inside us. It’s evidence for the existence of God. That will be an easy emotional reservoir to draw upon.

6. Decide and (almost) set it in stone.

So, at least for Episode 2, about to begin filming in 4 days, here is what I must portray:

  • Jesus is all-powerful, all-knowing, and all-loving. There is simply no other way to portray him.
  • His purpose in each episode is to reach the heart of each lead character, and he does that a variety of ways – through intellectualism, through allowing them to vent anger, to boldly asserting his wish for them to embrace the life he wants them to have. He is unafraid of what he says. He doesn’t equivocate. He means what he says.
  • The purpose of this series is, of course, to reach “real” lost souls and introduce them to Jesus. This is not lost on me, either. If we do our jobs correctly, this series should be a way to reach troubled people and show them a way not only to eternal salvation in the Christian faith, but a better way to live in the here and now.

Even after this episode, there is a lot more to go, and I’m sure the character of Jesus will become richer and stronger with more time. Part 3 will be written upon completion of shooting of Episode 2 this week.

 

January 15

Creating a character – Jesus of Nazareth, part 1

How fast the acting career is starting to ramp back up!

I’ve accepted a role in an upcoming Christian mini-series, in which I will be playing Jesus Christ. I have to say, coming off of the role of Leroy Jenkins in Bad Seed, this was literally swinging from one side of the pendulum to the other in pretty short order.

Jesus2-600x450As a lifelong Christian, I guess I could say it’s the role of a lifetime, but it’s also one I’m very nervous to do. Not because I think I lack the ability to portray Jesus in some passable way, but because I want to do it with the utmost seriousness and gravity, and as much as I can infuse into such a titanic character, authentic humanity. It is no small matter to be asked to portray the founder of the Christian faith, the savior and messiah to literally millions of people, and the source of so much controversy.

Oh sure, it can be done in a stereotypical way, but that isn’t going to cut it here. For one thing, this series is set in the present, and Jesus is coming to people in each episode at a very dark moment in their lives. But he doesn’t arrive on a cloud or with angels blowing trumpets. In fact, at first, they don’t recognize him as Jesus, but come to see who he is during their encounter. So the Jesus I am asked to play has to be a mix of Godly and human; one of otherworldly power and majesty, but also just another face in the crowd. In many ways, just like he really was (and is), for those of us who believe.

I have to say I am surprised that I was cast in the role in the first place, because I’m not really the type to play Jesus. I’m 6’1″ and a pretty muscular 230 pounds right now. I’m 10 years older than Jesus was at the time of the crucifixion, and my hair is graying and thinning (not to mention how much white is in my beard already). Originally I auditioned for a smaller part, that of a pastor, but just like the role I tried out for in Bad Seed, the director had other things in mind. Now, instead of being in one episode in a minor role, I am the only cast member to appear in all six, and am basically the “lead” of the series.

(As a quick aside, the fact that I think I’m right for a certain role, only to have directors take me in entirely different directions than I expected, might need to be examined a little. I may have a wrong impression of my “type” of part, which could limit my success going forward, if I put myself up for the wrong roles.)

This will also be the first time in more than 20 years that I have acted for the camera, so I will likely post about the prep for that task, and about my experiences with movie making as compared to stage work.

Anyway, how does one play, authentically, the Son of God? How does one even go about getting started? I plan to use this space to write out my character study and my choices as an actor.

This role will force me to make some pretty drastic physical changes, too. The easy one, growing out my hair, has already started. (I’m still not sure it’ll work, though, but we’ll see.) The beard will start in two weeks for an anticipated first shoot in late April. But I also want to slim down before the project starts, so I’ll detail a little of that process, also.

In some ways, I’ll approach this character just like I would any other, but because I have so much history and literature upon which to draw, plus the obvious global view of how he looked and acted, creating a back story isn’t going to be my job this time. I also don’t intend to lean toward one denomination’s view of him over another. He won’t be necessarily the Catholic Jesus any more than he will be the Mormon one. There is no way to win that argument. Instead, I want to get, as much as is humanly possible, into the head of the real historical Jesus – the one who walked the streets in Jerusalem, labored along with Joseph as a carpenter, who saw the sick and poor and felt overwhelming compassion, and who saw and despised the religious hypocrites in his day. And as much as possible, I want to find it in me to play a man who loved the world’s people so much, he was willing to lay down his life in a truly horrific way to save us all.

In many ways, this character study will be a Bible study and a historical journey; a chance to deepen my own understanding of the carpenter from Nazareth, and perhaps, to grow my personal relationship with him along the way.

I look forward to the challenge.

In Part 2, I will detail my initial decisions, as well as the resources I’ve decided to use to help with my understanding of the man that Jesus was.

 

November 12

5 things I learned re-igniting my passion

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I was asked by a good friend to post on what it was like to return to a calling that I loved and was very good at, after a 20+ year hiatus. Specifically, she wanted to hear about the fear I might have felt, about overcoming self-confidence problems, and maybe even what it’s like to be “over the hill” while starting out on a new adventure in your life.

For me, acting and writing are not new adventures at all. Rather, they are like old friends I hadn’t seen in a very long time. And once I spent a little time getting reacquainted, it felt like I never stopped either of them.

I could write a great deal about why I abandoned my dreams and embraced a typical middle-class existence, and maybe I will, at some point, examine the reasons we give up and give in. But that’s not what my friend wanted to hear, and it’s not the subject of this post.

In short, I wanted to do it again because I knew, deep in my heart, I would arrive at the end of my days, and never be able to forgive myself if I hadn’t. The fear of regret was finally greater than the fear of failure for me. And so, I took a deep breath and stepped back into a world I thought I had long ago left behind.

In the process of that journey, here’s what I learned about myself, and my dream. Take them for what they’re worth; merely one guy’s observations, but they are the most important realizations I’ve made on my way back to becoming the person I know I am destined to be.

1) You really can have the life you’ve imagined.

So many motivational speakers say so many things on this subject, but it’s completely true – almost. I’ll season this wholly positive message with a little more reality:

You really can have the life you’ve imagined, if you are willing to pay the price for it – in full and up front.

It’s that simple. And that hard.

Pick up nearly any biography of a person who has already achieved what you would like to achieve. Every single one of them – every person who dared to dream mighty things – paid a price to achieve it. It is an axiom that sacrifice is the pavement on the hard road to greatness.

So many people I know, including myself for a great many years, fell into the false belief that life was supposed to be easy, and suffering avoided. Then, when life is not easy and pain-free, we find it to be somehow fundamentally unfair. I see that mentality deeply enmeshed in the psyche of many of my clients (I’m a financial advisor) who come from middle-class experiences. Even though everyone can save a little money each week and eventually end up with a nest egg of some size, most people spend all they have (or more), living paycheck to paycheck, never putting anything away for later. Then they resent the people who have more than they do, because, well, life is unfair.

We’ve got it all wrong – the problem isn’t life itself, but our flawed expectations of it. It’s not that life is unfair; it’s that life is impartial. Life simply doesn’t care if you achieve great things or not. Life doesn’t give a moment’s thought to your finances, or health, or career choice. Life lets you save money or spend it. Life lets you better your health or wreck it. You can be a sinner or a saint, a great leader or a derelict; life doesn’t care. Life is indifferent. Life just is.

If we’re honest with ourselves, we know we can make more money than we do right now. We can have that promotion. We can be CEO, or Senator, or Doctor. Nothing is holding you back except you. In my own case, I had to accept the reality that other people are making a living in the theater and on film at this very moment, all over the world. Some are far less talented, yet they make it anyway.  So, why not me? Nothing is stopping me, except me.

Once you accept that basic truth – that life is in no way holding you back, nor is it going to thrust you forward – clarity comes. Responsibility becomes ours, and we welcome it. Each choice become ours, and we take it. Freedom becomes ours, and we enjoy it.

One great book I’d recommend to get you started in the correct way of thinking, is No Excuses! by Brian Tracy. If you work through this great book and actually do the exercises it requires, you will come to the revelation that your life is, was, and always will be, in your control.

2) You must let go of everything, and everyone, standing in your way.

As I mentioned above, sacrifice is an unavoidable part of “paying the price” for success. Nothing in life comes to us except at a price. The successful people you want to be like- the ones living their dreams every day- understood that part of the process and embraced it. They were willing to deny themselves some things they might have wanted in the short-term, for the long-term reward of having the life they imagined.

We all have the same 24 hours each day. Because of that fact, we must acknowledge that the difference between the life we have and the life we want, must be simply how we use those hours; how we prioritize the use of our time, energy, and talents wholly affects our outcomes in life. Donald Trump has the same number of hours a day as the guy doing maintenance in his office building. How they spend those hours is the only difference.

The problem is, many of us don’t see each day as the buffet table of choices it really is. Instead, we wake each day to a pre-determined list of chores, over which we have little or no control. We have to work at something to pay the bills, right? How else are we going to pay for college for the kids and the roof over our heads?

Now follow me on this: we have the bills we have because of the decisions we’ve made up to this point. I’m not saying it’s good or bad, I’m just saying it was our choice all along. We married who we chose to marry. The home we live in is the one we chose to buy. The car we drive, the clothes we wear, the luxuries we have, were all decisions we once made. We choose to spend our money on various things, and then we have to choose how to spend our time to acquire the money to pay for those decisions. Everything in your life came with a conscious decision to exchange a certain portion of your time and energy. You traded a certain percentage of our life on this Earth, for the computer you are using right now.

Once we realize how very precious our time is, compounded with the stark reality that none of us are guaranteed even a minute more of it, clarity can set in, to help us figure out what’s really worth that eight or ten, or even eighteen hours we spend working every day.

I’m not saying having luxuries is wrong, but for a person seeking to change their purpose or life’s direction, they may be wrong right now. Maybe that new car can wait a couple of years. Maybe you can downsize your life to free up more time. Maybe that television doesn’t need to be on 4 hours every night, and the video games can stay shut off,  and you can live without seeing every episode of “Breaking Bad” on Netflix.

I came to realize that the things we love don’t love us back. The couch doesn’t care who sits on it. The car doesn’t care who drives it. That $150 pair of jeans doesn’t care who wears it. The new IPhone really doesn’t care whose back pocket it’s stuck in.  The relentless pursuit of stuff is what traps most of us into a life of mediocrity.

If you study successful people, which I sincerely hope you do, you will see that their lives were filled with hard and difficult choices, not only about the sacrifices they needed to make to achieve their goals (and they all had to make sacrifices), but also about their willingness to surround themselves with like-minded people. One of the hardest things I’ve had to do in my own life was learn to let go of limiting mindsets, both in myself and in the people around me. It’s this part of the process of growth that many of us resist the most: having to let go of friendships and associations that stop us from reaching.

Yet, to become the artist you aspire to be, you need to be surrounded by other artists. To become the top salesperson in your company, you need to be in the company of great salespeople. To begin to live your dreams, you need the encouragement and energy of other dreamers.

We all know people in our lives who enable the worst in us – those who make excuses for their failures allow us to make excuses for ours. Those who are happy with their limited lot in life will make us question why we ache for more. Those who might be jealous of us if we achieve more than we do, who might be sabotaging our ambitions. You know there are some of these people are in your life right now. Some are well-meaning, others are not. To move forward, you have to be able to walk away from anything, and anyone, holding you back.

This was the hardest part for me. It still is. I suspect it will be the same for you. It’s normal to like people and want to bond with them. Forming social circles is never easy, so letting go of an established one to possibly face rejection by new ones, is something that we all find pretty scary. But it’s crucial. It’s unavoidable. It’s part of the sacrifice.

3) Fear is a liar.

This is surely an interesting quirk of my personality, but I would much rather perform in front of 1,000 people, than audition for 1.  I hate auditions. They terrify me. My only guess why, is that an audience is usually there to appreciate you, whereas the purpose of an audition is to judge you. The audience wants to be on your side; the casting director, not so much.

I finally realized what that dread really was over the past several years, while I built a financial advisor practice. It is a fear of rejection. I felt it while prospecting for new clients in a significant way. In many ways, it was another audition for me: I put myself out there as the product I’m selling, and take rejection. Over and over, day in and day out. I hated it. I avoided it. It took me out of acting once before, and nearly derailed my career as a financial advisor. I wanted to be liked, as we all do, but I placed far too much importance on the outcome of each prospect’s judgement of me. I was a people-pleaser. Any rejection took all the wind out of my sails.

Now, most salespeople, if they are honest, will tell you they loathe the process of prospecting. Very few people (and I’m not sure I’d like to know too many) find it perfectly natural to jump out of the bushes at total strangers and try to do business with them. Rejection hurts. Or rather, we think it hurts. It doesn’t actually, but we fear it nonetheless. It took many years before I realized that fear is our subconscious mind’s way to keep ourselves closed off and protected. It tells us not to make that leap, because we might get hurt. It makes us think hearing “no” causes real pain. It makes us think that we’re not good enough, not smart enough, or brave enough, when the reality is, we are probably all of those things. Good intentions or not, fear is a liar.

To reach for your dreams in life, you need to be able to fail. You need to be able to suffer setbacks, to make an ass of yourself, to be told you’re no good. You need to risk rejection to have any chance of hearing, “Yes.”  You must be able to do these things, because these things are part of the sacrifice.

One way to overcome fear, that worked for me, was to exaggerate the risk of a fear to ridiculous proportions, and then ask myself if I could still live through that experience. For example, what was the worst possible audition I could go to? Well, I could trip going up onto the stage, rip my pants wide open, and end up standing in front of a room full of people with my private bits exposed. Humiliating? Sure. Would I live through it? Without a doubt. No matter what kind of audition I had after that, it surely couldn’t go as badly as my worst nightmare, and I had realized that I could live through the worst nightmare. It helps to put the real risks into perspective.

Another way is to do what I call a “Count to three”. If I find myself hesitating to do anything now out of fear, I count to three, and then force myself to do exactly that. Over-thinking our fears creates monsters out of them. Now, instead of retreating at the feeling of fear, I use it as the very reason to act. It’s amazing what you find out when you just jump headlong at something you are dreading. It loses its ability to paralyze you, and the next time you feel the same fear, it’s smaller. Weaker. The tiger loses his teeth.

You can find a million books on overcoming fears, but a couple I found really helpful were Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway, by Susan Jeffers, and, for salespeople, The Game of Numbers, by Nick Murray.

4) Dreams aren’t achievable. Goals are.

I know a fellow financial advisor who has had very limited success, despite over a dozen years in the business. For the past six months, he asked me for an hour a week every Friday, to go over his business plans and ideas, and get new input from someone in the business but not in his business. He wanted to bounce ideas off of me, and get his business looked at by a fresh set of eyes. Eager to pick his brain as a more experienced advisor, I accepted his invitation.

What I found out about him during that process, however, was very enlightening. I knew almost immediately why he has never found the success he so desires, and it is this: despite the fact that he presents himself as more professional, likable, and positive than I do, he isn’t going to go as far. He’s a great guy, with big dreams of a successful practice, but I don’t expect to see him grow like he imagines, because he won’t take action on any of the big ideas he’s told me about. He doesn’t follow through on his own To-Do list. He tells me of amazing marketing strategies he’s going to implement, without ever implementing them. He creates amazing logos, but then never actually gets it in front of a prospect. He talks the talk, but doesn’t walk the walk.

I’ve built three businesses in my career – two were restaurants, and then this financial practice. Anyone who has ever owned a business will understand what I mean when I say that walking that path changes you, immeasurably and forever. You are never the same once you step out from the imagined safety of being an employee, and decide to live solely on the success or failure of your own efforts.

One of the things you learn quickly is that the world is full of talkers and nearly devoid of doers. The doers, however, are priceless commodities you must hang on to at any cost. That’s why doers end up making more money and going farther in a company than talkers. Doers matter to the bottom line in a positive way.

To have the life you want to have, you must DO something, every day, to take you closer to that life. You must have a step-by-step plan of attack, written down with deadlines and micro-goals, and then work toward it each and every day.

This has not always been easy for me, or I would be farther along in my life than I am right now. But I can change, and so can you.

Having a big dream is the first step. Translating that dream into a specific plan of action is the crucial next step. The dream is the destination. The goals are the GPS directions to get there.

You can find lots of resources on SMART goal setting. I encourage you to set these kinds of goals, and work them, in every area of your life.

5) You’ve lost much less than you imagine.

One of my biggest fears of returning to the theater was, “What if I’ve lost my touch? What if I’m no good at this anymore?”

Whether your dream is to rekindle an old passion, like mine, or to embark in an entirely new direction, this lack of self confidence will inevitably find its way into your thinking before you begin. It’s part of the fear of failure I talked about earlier.

I hadn’t been on a stage as an actor in over 20 years, but something amazing happened when I did. I found out that though I really had gotten “rusty” in a few areas (like using dialects or memorizing lines as quickly), my life experiences in those 20 years only added to my previous skill set. I was immediately comfortable on the stage in a way I never was when I was younger. I had greater wisdom to draw from when making my choices for my character. I had a calmer, more assured confidence about my place and purpose in the company. I needed less praise from the director to know I was doing good work. My emotional range was deeper and broader because of my life experiences, and I was more confident about showing real emotion, and pushing through emotional blockages, than I would have been before. I took risks with ease. And, perhaps best of all, I just enjoyed it more.

It was a complete surprise when I found out that I was actually a far better actor now. My time away didn’t seem to detract from my abilities in any way. In fact, the old technical skills and lexicon came back at the very first rehearsal, as if they were just waiting eagerly in a file in my brain, ready to be retrieved. The other parts of the craft, such as scoring the script, and finding emotional anchors, was much easier, because I am far more of a complete person than I was at 16 or 20.

That’s not to say everyone can go back to their passion 20 years later with the same amount of ease. If, for example, playing football had been my passion, I would have quickly found that my body would never be able to perform the same as it did at 20.  In fact, I’m sure I’d have body parts flying off of me if I played tackle football at 43. But that’s not even to say that fitness is beyond your reach at 40, or 50, or even 70. Any skill you once had comes back with amazing speed. Your body seems to have a memory for certain movements and skills that, with just a few minutes’ reorientation, come roaring back.

Another “return” for me this year was tennis. I hadn’t played since high school. That is, until a good friend of mine invited me to come play with him this past summer. I had to go out and buy a racquet and some balls before I could even go the first time. And yes, I was nervous about my skill, because he is a pretty decent player, and I hadn’t stepped foot on a tennis court in 25 years.

But even then, after a few crappy serves, and embarrassingly missing the ball on a couple of returns, the skill came back with a vengeance. By the end of the two hours, I was maintaining good volleys and even beating him at times. (I was sore as hell for two days afterward, as my muscles hadn’t been worked like that in a long time, but even that goes away.)

The point is, don’t let a fear that you’ve “lost it” keep you from doing it. That fear is yet another way your mind is trying to benevolently protect you from failure. The odds are great that you haven’t lost anything, but rather, that you simply “stowed it”. It’s in the back of your mind, and deep in your muscle memory. And while you may not have the same stamina, and your knees may creak a little, just below the surface, that old skill is just begging for you to use it again.

November 10

Creating a Character, Part 6 – Leroy Jessup

Two weeks ago, we wrapped production of Bad Seed, and I wanted to share a brief post about the character, now that I’m looking back at the work in retrospect.

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Feedback from cast and audience members gave me the following few insights:

1) My Leroy was very different than the character portrayed by Henry Jones in the film. He was also very different than what the director had originally envisioned. But he worked – really well.

My take on Leroy was that he was not an idiot, nor was he a very angry man. Leroy was, for lack of any better descriptive, a loser.

It’s true I had to remove some of his fiercest anger in his first scene in order to properly attenuate his role to the audience; that was an immediate decision after the first night’s performance. Leroy came across as a little too dark – too much of a “heavy”- instead of an antihero, which is what I believe he ultimately is. Leroy identified the true evil in Rhoda, engaged it, and did battle with it. His outrage was our outrage; his confrontations with Rhoda were the closest the audience gets to telling her what we think of her. The audience never gets another chance to push back against the evil Rhoda represents, except through Leroy.

And yet, there is still a pall of unease around him. He’s a creepy guy. He’s a bully. He’s a bastard. But in the end, he’s our bully. He’s our bastard. As the main protagonist and the building’s janitor, he has to do the dirty work, both literally and figuratively, throughout the course of the play. He has to confront Rhoda, and does so, not because he sees himself as morally above her, but because he sees in her a lot of what he sees in himself. He badgers and bullies her until he realizes too late that she is capable of worse, much worse, than even his dark soul can handle. And, once he realizes he’s woken a monster and stands exposed, he’s our own shock and indignation. Like us, Leroy is a sinner. Rhoda, though, is a demon.

2) My Leroy was certifiably creepy, and some of that transferred on to what the audience thought of me as an actor.

What might mark the difference between a lead actor and a character actor, is the level of willingness each has to being seen as ugly and unlovable. Generally, lead characters are noble and have events transpire upon them, that affects them (and our view of them) in various ways.  In fact, watching a lead character undergo changes from the conflict of the play is the entire purpose of theater. The main character gets to learn and grow from the experience.

In contrast, supporting characters typically do not get transformed by the experience. They often provoke the changes in the main character, and are seldom different at the end than they were when we first meet them.

Not every actor is willing to let him or herself be presented in an unflattering way. That’s both the curse and calling of a huge number of actors out there – the driving needs of their vanity. The rush of applause. The silent reverence of an enthralled audience. The deep appreciation our society has for those in the arts (too much appreciation, but that’s a story for later).

In order to play a character like Leroy, an actor has to be willing to dig up and present ugly parts of himself. He must be willing to let an audience grow to dislike his character. He must be willing to stand in the shadows while the lead in the play be given the moments to shine, both in the script and by the director’s decisions. Not every actor is willing to be ugly or small or petty in front of an audience.

Yet, to play a character like Leroy successfully, that’s exactly what you have to do. He’s not pretty; far from it. To let him live authentically, I had to lay aside my own actor’s ego, and allow him to be ugly and nasty and scheming, and more. Where most of the cast applied makeup, donned beautiful costumes, and put their best faces forward (as their characters would in the south of the 1950’s), Leroy had to be far less appealing than that. I had days of beard growth and overalls, and at one point, just a plain white Fruit of the Loom undershirt. But that was it. I decided to let my now very thin hair stand on its own without trying to cover or hide it. I decided to let Leroy be the most “real” and human character on the stage, both in appearance and in temperament.

This was basically a first for me, because in my previous roles, I was usually cast as the lead. When given the role of Leroy, I immediately understood that my place was not to try to stand out, but to allow the other characters to do so. Leroy was functionally the “help”; and that’s the attitude I went in with as an actor. If I did Leroy correctly, then Rhoda would be the true villain, Monica would be the funny one, and Tasker would be the engaging one.

3) My decision after the first night’s performance, to mute some of Leroy’s darkest thoughts, was the right one.

From the second night to the end, Leroy’s delivery of certain lines resonated far better with the audience after I made the decision to modify my delivery of one of his lines (see the previous post on this character).  Every night after the first, Leroy got an appropriate level of uneasy laughter at the right places (mentioning that they have a pink electric chair for little girls), etc.

This was a decision I’m glad to have had, and be able to document.

4) Unexpected lessons are always waiting to be learned, and as an actor, discipline matters.

The final two performances were of particular challenge for me, not so much from a technical or skill perspective, but as an exercise in personal discipline.

For a couple of months prior to the show, my daughter, who is 16, had been experiencing progressively worsening headaches. My wife believed they were hormonal, as she had also experienced headaches as a teenage girl. But only a couple of hours before the final Saturday night performance, we received shocking news. During a routine eye exam for glasses, the doctor told us she saw that my daughter had swollen optical disks and was hemorrhaging in both eyes. The most likely cause of this was a brain tumor, but even if it was not cancer, left untreated, the doctor said, the odds were good it would result in blindness. Not wanting to waste any time, my wife and I decided she needed to be seen immediately.

This is one of those moments when the trite words, “the show must go on,” really meant something. As I stood there, trying to absorb this devastating news, it occurred to me that the next performance was in two hours, and I had no choice but to go to the theater. I had no understudy. They could not do the show without Leroy. So, I left for the play, while my wife took my daughter to an emergency room at a nearby hospital.

It was one of the hardest few hours of my life. My wife and I texted back and forth while I was backstage, her keeping me informed about events, but I can tell you, it took everything in my power to stay in the moment, and deliver the performance I was expected to. I felt like I had been punched in the face and walked around in a daze, but, like they say, “the show must go on.”

Before the performance started that night, my wife texted that my daughter was being taken for a CT scan, and I didn’t get any update until intermission. Thankfully, the news was as good as we could hope for – the CT scan showed nothing abnormal in the brain. I was able to perform the second act with a sigh of relief and quick prayer of thanks to God, that my little girl wasn’t facing brain cancer. Her condition remained, but the nightmare every parent fears was not to be.

I write this as an aside to young professionals in any field, not just actors: Shit happens. Deal with it. The show must go on. Acting is a profession like any other. And like any profession, it is easy to find reasons to take us out of the moment, to not perform our best, or to quit long before we should. Yet at the end of the day, all we’ve done is hurt ourselves and those around us. I haven’t had a long career as an actor today because I let life circumstances derail my dreams. This time, 20 years later, as I try again, I decided to push through. Learn that lesson as early in life as you can.

Yes, we were scared of what news may come, but I was powerless to do anything but wait. I needed to pull myself back and get busy with the task at hand. It wasn’t easy, but it was my job.

As for my daughter, her tests and diagnosis continues, even as I write this today. We spent my birthday (Friday) and most of Saturday in the hospital while my daughter endured two lumbar punctures. An MRI and MRV are still pending as they determine what is causing her spinal fluid pressure to be so high. Your kind thoughts and prayers are appreciated as my girl battles back from a very rare and dangerous condition.

Anyway, to close, I have written thousands more words on this character than he ever had written for him in the play, so I’ll likely close my writing on Leroy. Only let me conclude with this: playing Leroy was a marvelous way to rekindle my love affair with the theater, and I’m so grateful to the cast and crew for the opportunity to do good work with talented people. My love and thanks!

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The cast of Bad Seed, Camille Playhouse, October 2014

The cast of Bad Seed, Camille Playhouse, October 2014.

 

October 20

Creating a Character, Part 5 – Leroy Jessup

One sentence can change everything.

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Yesterday, we concluded the first three performances of Bad Seed. We have three more to go.

As I mentioned in Part 4 about creating this character, I realized only after witnessing an audience’s reaction to Leroy, that he was a little too dark. His sinister and brooding attitude had surpassed our real villain, Rhoda, and he had become unsympathetic. While an actor can give that kind of performance when called for (I can’t imagine someone trying to make Jeffrey Dahmer pitiable, for instance), in this case, I had overplayed his dark side a little too much. It was important for me to correct this, because Leroy isn’t evil; he’s a creep, but he isn’t a killer. Rhoda is.

For Leroy to be successful as a character, he needs to be villainy but human at some level. He’s more than a simple plot device. He has to be the audience’s moral outrage once the truth is discovered, and as he pays a horrific price for crossing Rhoda later on, he has to be in some way someone the audience can feel something for.

Luckily, if you are attuned to the audience, you can tell when something plays differently than you intended it. My epiphany came during the very first scene, in which Leroy is alone on stage, giving a brief monologue to himself about the two women and Rhoda. His first lines are:

“That know-it-all, Monica Breedlove. She don’t think nobody knows anything but her. I’ll show that bitch plenty.”

When I read this initially, and again in rehearsal, it was as a man smoldering with resentment because he had, once again, been scolded and lectured by her earlier in the scene. So I read it with seething bitterness. All was well, I thought.

But when I said that last sentence as a fuming, angry man, I actually heard the audience gasp slightly, and then immediately chill toward him.

At no other time in the play was the audience on Leroy’s side, after that line. Leroy’s funnier lines were met with almost no reaction. His death didn’t evoke any pity. And my reception as the actor was definitely muted at the curtain call.

The following morning, the almost hostile reaction to Leroy really bothered me. I could pinpoint the moment where they turned against him, but I couldn’t figure out how to correct it. At least not at first.

My wife knew I was distracted all morning, and asked what was up. We’ve been married so long, I couldn’t lie to her anyway, so I told her I was working out a character problem from the previous night’s performance. She hadn’t seen the play yet (she and my kids were going that night), so I gave her a quick synopsis of the first scene and told her I knew that there was something I was doing that turned the audience against Leroy.

She said, “Well, he’s a bad guy, right?” To which I replied, “No, Rhoda’s the “bad guy”. Leroy’s creepy, but he’s not the villain.” We talked briefly about other characters who were bad, but you liked them anyway: Darth Vader, Scar, Hannibal Lecter.

I explained that what was missing was some glimmer that I as the actor was having fun playing Leroy. I was missing that very subtle “wink” at the audience, that I’m just playing a role; that I’m just a tad self-aware of how he comes across.

She asked me to deliver the line I knew caused the audience’s hostility, and when I did, she also recoiled, just as they had. She told me the line, “I’ll show that bitch plenty,” said the way I was performing it, was a direct, serious, and imminent threat against a character that was already well-liked by the audience. She said Leroy sounded like a rapist, or worse.

So I knew now what my problem was: a single sentence, said in a way that made this guy a really nasty person. Said differently, it might change the entire character in a way that would not only put Leroy back in the right place in terms of the plot, but also add just a touch of humanity to him.

Could it be that easy? I decided to try it out on the Saturday night performance. When the time came for that line, I decided instead of being ominous, I would have Leroy say it in a boastful way, like he was gloating a little. Immediately I felt a difference from the audience. They didn’t laugh at the line (nor should they), but the air didn’t chill and the gazes didn’t become glares. The rest of the monologue got a little laughter, actually, and the applause at blackout was much warmer.

In later scenes, Leroy is having his fun tormenting Rhoda, and this time, the audience was enjoying it, too. They liked seeing these characters sparring, and Leroy’s death was much more serious and scary to them this time.

After the show, the cast formed a reception line to thank the attendees as they exited the theater. This time, it was completely different. Lots of people stopped to say they thoroughly enjoyed the performance.

I decided to finish refining that monologue one more time during the Sunday matinee. This time, I had Leroy start out angry at Monica Breedlove, but then begin to snicker a little at his naughty thoughts about the two women, and brag a bit more. The audience laughed with him this time. I knew I had won them over to Leroy’s side, and that was confirmed by the much warmer reaction throughout the play, laughter at the right places, and louder applause. In the reception line, there was significant interaction with the attendees this time, with many heaping praise on the character and the work. It was an entirely different experience from the first night, and it was a single sentence, spoken differently, that turned Leroy back into a character you love to hate.

I’ll post one final entry on this character once the show’s run is concluded. Stay tuned!