The good fortune of being a nobody
It was the 90’s and Brandon Lee, son of martial arts superstar Bruce Lee was sitting on the stage of the black box theater in my acting class. Milton, our teacher, had a tradition of having us cheer each other on when someone announced a big win. The theater echoed with applause as Brandon told us he had gotten a three-picture movie deal, but with each clap, envy dripped from my fingertips.
I wondered when it would be my turn to sit on that stage and announce a big win. I was unconnected and un
I wondered when it would be my turn to sit on that stage and announce a big win. I was unconnected and un