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I am so excited to be sharing this wonderful news with all of you! I have been invited to join the New York Theater Review as an interviewer. I am so excited! They are a blog that exclusively reviews "underrepresented, innovative works with indie theater, downtown and experimental ties that run for more than one performance. These include; new plays Off-Off Broadway, experimental new adaptations of classic works and/or translations, plays that are produced in Manhattan, Brooklyn, LIC and Queens."
I am pumped and can't wait to get started! If you want more information about the New York Theater Review (NYTR), their policies, or how to get reviewed by them, check out the blog and their "Ask the NYTR" by clicking the buttons below. I will keep you updated about the interviews, and posts that I contribute. If you have any questions, please fill out the contact form located on the contact page, and I will get back to you with any answers that I have. Can't wait to start this next step! Stay tuned ... Mother's day is this weekend, and along with sending a cute card, and a gift to my dearest mother, I thought I would dedicate a post to her, and all things she has taught me. Some things on this list have stories behind them, some are self explanatory. And to be honest, this is not a complete list. I don't know that I could ever list the things that this crazy, beautiful, amazing woman has done for me over the years, so this is just a small little glimpse of what I owe her, and just a fraction of the reasons that I love her. Happy Mother's Day! xo Things My Mother Taught Me
For as long as I can remember, I have wanted a little sister. There is even a story my mom tells, about how I didn't even let her get into the house with my third brand new baby brother before I asked her to give me a little sister. I was four. And I was serious. But it never happened. I resigned myself as an only girl, leading my trio of bros through life.
And then I went to college. I moved from Great Falls, Montana, to Conway, Arkansas and experienced life in a dorm on a dry campus. (Entirely different story but entertaining.) After my one and only year in a traditional university I moved back home to discover, my brothers had adopted a little sister. WHAT?!?! I was happy and upset at the same time. After all, I was the only girl in our family, and thus the princess, and wielded a power that, at the time I didn't really comprehend, but I knew the significance. If there was another girl, I was no longer as unique and special. This girl, they assured me was very much like me, but younger than all of us. Her mother, and our mother were best friends, and as is a requirement for my brothers, easy to tease. I mean they had me for years and years and then I left them without a replacement. They had to torment someone, and lucky for them, they found someone who could handle it. I needed to meet this child (she was still a child at the time). Who could this person be? She could handle the torment of my three brothers who were all older than her. This is someone I could align with against the constant teasing. We went to a rehearsal for a workshop that my brothers were a part of and where they initially met her. I stood in awe as this tiny little girl in a pink dress walked up to me and said, "Hi! I'm Brianna. I'm you're little sister." And then she went up to the front of the room and sang "Popular" from Wicked. And that was it. I believed it. She was my little sister. There was no doubt in my mind. Since that fateful day I have had the wonderful experience to travel with her all over the US and around Italy. Now she is a grown woman, and no longer sings "Popular" but she still wears pink dresses on occasion. And I love when we get to go out and be girls together. I use to bemoan the fact that I didn't have a sister to share the hard realities of life with. I got older and realized that having a sister would dampen my power as the only girl. But with Brianna, I have found the perfect medium. I am still the only girl, but I get all the benefits of a little sister at the same time. I guess you could say that Brianna was the best gift my brothers gave me ... |
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AuthorLondon Griffith is an Alaskan born, Montana raised, Southern influenced, New York Actress. She occasionally writes about her life and experiences of being on the verge ... |