I do miss my days of community theater. The murmur of the crowd, the makeup, the egos, the public screw ups, the rotten vegetables...there are no small roles, only small actors.
I can't really justify spending so much time away from my home and works in progress, but I do remember those productions fondly.
King of the faries
You know, acting is a lot like writing. You pour your heart and soul into character development, only to have your director/editor tell you you're doing it wrong.
Maybe when my daughter gets to be a little older, I'll get to tread the boards once again. Oh, to once again play 'Thug Number 2'...