On channeling Michael Parks Masterson

I was not made to be a director. I suck at it. I mean. I hate telling people what to do. Really. Like really, really really really.

And also, I'm bad at teaching people what to do. Because like, if I know it you should know it too, right? It's like in my head. And I can do it. But I can't tell you how to do it. Or exactly what you should do. (This is also why I should never become a teacher).

I mean, I don't know. How into specifics does a director get? I'm trying to describe what it should look like, but I can't give it to you in specific details about every single thing.

If I were to actually try to tell you like how I think it should be done, I would just have to act it for you. In which case, I should be the actor, and you should be... um. And then it wouldn't work anyway, because the way I do stuff probably isn't going to look or sound natural to you and then you would be awkward, and then I would be even more -

Let's just leave it at that. 

So I've been taking a biiiig breath and recalling Broadway Penang, and attempting to channel Mike. Except it's not working. Instead of sounding in command and like I know what I'm doing, I come out sounding like deranged-PMSing-fire-breathing-dragon-ogress-hulk.

Which is sad.

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Well yeah anyway. I have awesome co-directors who channel Mike much better, even if they don't know who he is. DO COME WATCH OKAY. 

P/S: Yes, this is the musical/script I've been talking about since last year, if you've been following this page for that long.

PP/S: I'm sorry I've been gone for so long. Life happened. The musical is happening. WORK IS KILLING ME, mainly because when I get home I'm too lazy to do anything else. 

PPP/S: Which reminds me, why is it that when people find out what I do, they ask me when I'm leaving and/or how I stayed for so long? I really don't know. 

PPPP/S: Facebook is a place for misinformation. In case you were wondering about the PP/S and PPP/S above.