Chapter 13, Page 3 Dramatics Pay

Well, the once a week thing lasted for a little while, at least. Still getting used to my variable work schedule. But, hey, I have work. YES!

Also have a new project. Writing a biography of my paternal Grandpa. This should be interesting.

On to the comic at hand! Playing Nana isn't so bad. Really. There's a lot you can do with lines like "woof" and "ruff."

I'm just as glad I got the role of Wendy. I hate to think what crawling around on all fours would do to my knees. And back. And neck. Oh, my back.

And if any readers can't guess what the play is, I'm going to cry.

Chapter 13, Page 2 Stand out

Sorry this is late! I have a very good excuse.

I'm employed!! YAY! Don't expect me to jump up and down, though, because my feet are killing me. I need new shoes soooooo bad.

By the way, I really did do that. I think my little sister just about died.

Chapter 13, Page 1 Born to act

The thing with the children's theater is that everyone who auditions gets a part. Conny's real life counterpart has made the assertion that who gets what part is based more on who will fit in the costume than actual acting ability. There may be some truth to that.

I really miss being on stage.

Chapter 13, Title Page Show Biz

New chapter! I'd say more, but for some reason I'm having a hard time thinking straight right now. My head hurts and my sinuses feel like they're gonna explode. Maybe it's allergies?

Chapter 12, Page 16 Not-so-small vocabulary

He really said this. As a toddler. That's my brother! ^_^

Chapter 12, Page 15 Never ever

Sorry for the delay! I could give all sorts of reasons, some better than others. And I was getting so close to maintaining a regular schedule.

Have to try and do better next week.

Chapter 12, Page 14 Release the clutch

Since Mary is visiting her cousin, I figured now was a good time to introduce this little extension of one of the prior plot threads. As it turned out, her (my) uncle was wrong on multiple counts.

I didn't 'just lack confidence.' Giving me one more thing to concentrate on while driving did not help my confidence. And being forced to do something I so sincerely did not want to do probably contributed more to delaying my eventual acquisition of a driver's license than anything.