“I went into our first class expecting to hate every single tick of my Rolex until 9:30 pm … but surprised the hell out of myself by wishing my very reliable watch was less reliable. I came home from class wired for hours. It happens every class.
When I started the class, I did not speak in public. But now I’m finding my voice and I’m less afraid of it.
When I started the class, I did not want to be seen. But now I’ve stood alone on a stage and I can’t wait to be standing on that stage again.
When I started the class, I couldn’t write. Not a word. It wasn’t writer’s block. I could not create … and creativity is everything. But now I’ve submitted two short fiction pieces. I float in that feeling of lost time and lovely words and running out of toner.
Acting feeds my need to create – it is addictive. I want to learn more. I want to do more.”
(N. Campbell, Monday Night Acting Lab participant.)