Losing Track of Time

Things have been going quite well despite my ominous silence. Although, I would not really call it ominous.

Rehearsals for Betrayed have been going well. Gruleing, exhausting, frustrating. A lot of self-reflective self-deprecating and beating of my actor self. A lot of learning and growing and finding my play feet again.

The show is amazing, I feel, despite my obvious bias. I think the piece is timely, political without being preachy, and is an amazing human story. I encourage everyone to please come see the show. I would appreciate the support, of course, but this is a story that people need to hear.

I was surprised by two different friends who stumbled across info about the show. One was on Broadwayworld.com with our first set of cast pictures. Notice the stern looks that bespeak much violence should the price be right.

This was followed by an excited phone call from a friend in Panama City who happened to be listening to Talk of the Nation and heard George Packer, our playwright, discussing the piece and the social themes.

This is all very surreal. I feel extremely lucky and blessed to be working with ridiculously talented actors and an amazing director and playwright. I could not ask for a better Off-Broadway debut experience - blood, sweat, tears and all.