Tonight is my last performance for a while. Don't get me wrong -- I love the Marsh, as well as every other venue that has generously opened its stage to me.
But I've become more and more aware that I'm a writer first and performer second. While I love the thrill of taking the stage, I am not a natural performer. I saw in particular with this last round at Monday Night Marsh that I was far more enthusiastic about writing the piece than coaching myself on performing it.
When I make a commitment to a theater, I want to follow through to the most of my ability. Since I'm lagging on this, I think I'm going to take a break and concentrate on the writing, where the opportunities are opening up.
I'll be back, though. Performing is elusive and addictive.
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