Well…I never gave any indication that this was going to be a chipper blog. But don’t let the title fool you, this isn’t going to be a callous beating of my Dad’s character or me crying over a childhood ‘ruined’. Bipolar disorder and manic depression – both of which my father has been diagnosed with – are extremely real imbalances in the brain. Yet, the … Continue reading My Bipolar Father
We make each other laugh. Please don’t ruin it. What is it that communicates the initial spark of potential for the first step down a long and chaotic dead-end street that actors are told by their scripts to pretend is love? Is it sideways glances after a string of comedy? Is it in the dime stop when one spots the other? Is it a change … Continue reading Please Don’t Ruin It.
Hello! As I sat, staring at this half-made blog that took me an embarrassing amount of time create, I began to wrack my brain on what the first post should be. As with most things in my life, I don’t know exactly where this blog will go – I made it on an utter whim – but I have a few ideas of topics I’d … Continue reading Not at all thought out. As usual.