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Don’t be intimidated by this short story I expertly wrote in the first grade. Yes, I won a prize for it. But what ARE prizes anyway? I put on my pants just like everyone else…..Jumping into both legs from a very great height. review me on goodreads.

It was a morning tech rehearsal for Into the Woods. I believe it was the day after the first preview at City Center- and the night before, the audiences had really responded amazingly to the puppets. I was surprised, tech was long and I had been doubting the choices I had made. But today, Lear was about to give notes in the house and the cast was gathering in the aisles and chatting about last night’s show- and Gavin bounds up to me. Now, to be clear, Gavin was someone I only had passing interactions with- handfuls of warm hellos in elevators, chuckles with cast members as we would gather in between rehearsals, etc.. but today Gavin bounded up to me and said “ so did you always know the puppets were going to really work?!” ‘Oh no,’ I shrugged ‘I had no idea.’ But Gavin closed his eyes, nodded vigorously and said “ oh I knew. I always knew….your work makes room for the audience to imagine.” 🥹🥹🥹 Gavin was funny and brave and playful, everyone’s biggest cheerleader (no hint of competition or career jealousy so many of us are prey to) and he was never afraid to communicate the affection he held for those around him—even for a passing acquaintance like me. Today, I’m thinking a lot about his loved ones and sending them even more of the warmth that Gavin gave away freely. Tell someone you love em today. X

I did it.