by Beth Dunn on 26 March 2005
I am as bewildered as anyone else to have discovered that I am suddenly Good With Children. I never used to be, but somewhere along life’s way my body chemistry mutated and all of a sudden they flock to me. When did this happen? Like most people, I had a pretty rough time in middle [...]
by Beth Dunn on 21 March 2005
Moving back to your hometown after fifteen years’ absence naturally means encountering nostalgia and memory on a nearly daily basis. You drive to work, and you pass your old elementary school, the first restaurant you worked in, the place where a pick-up truck ran you off the road on your 12-speed bike into a gravel [...]
by Beth Dunn on 7 March 2005
Damn kids. Last week, it seemed like half the cast of the show I’m stage managing was virulently ill in some way — strep throat, bronchitis, you name it, they hacked it. Of course, they all came to rehearsal anyway, silly little over-dedicated nibs. So I knew I’d contract something, and since I used to [...]