The Hamlet Project

This must be why my theatre life fills me with terror. It’s that horrible great love of the goddamn theatre. It is a great motherfucking love and the little fears get bigger everyday. Although not all of the fears are little. The “will I ever be able to make a living doing what I love?” one is actually not so small.
But there are little ones that grow big, too. Can’t think of what they are at the moment. But there are. I’m sure of it.