I was a honeybee in a musical in first grade. I was on stage on the opening (and only) night singing my big number along with a few dozen other honeybees, and one of my cardboard wings fell off my shoulder and dangled awkwardly from my elbow. But at six years old, I was already a professional and knew that the show must go on. And so it did, and so I did. On and on for twelve more years with my dreams of being an actor, kind of.

I was in the chorus, in the school musicals, in the church plays and pageants. In seventh grade, I landed the lead role in the middle school musical, a casting decision that displeased more that one eighth grade student. Later, my brother started a band and I was the lead singer. I was destined to be a star. Continue reading →