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Tuesday, June 14, 2011

New Book Excerpt (Holier Crap!)

Hi, little nuggets of fun! I recently shared a new Unnaturally Green excerpt with my smokin' hot mailing list subscribers (along with other life-altering news, like that my book is now being written in the past tense -- I know: try to contain your shock and amazement). And, after much soul searching, I have decided it is high time I delivered this exclusive content to the cruel, unfeeling world (that's you).

Behold! A new excerpt! 

(Click here to read a previous excerpt. Or click here. Or just stop depriving yourself and join my amazing mailing list already.)

Bryan, our conductor and music director, was like a distant, power suit-wearing father. No matter how much he scared me, I just wanted him to love me.   
At 6:30 I swung by the Vocal Rehearsal Room, whose door was propped open, and caught Bryan sitting on the miniature couch, eating a dinner of what looked like falafel and French fries. 
“Come in!” he said, not looking up, even though I was already in the room, at which point I considered backing out, then walking in again, so as not to upset him. 
Instead, I boldly took to the center of the space, a mere foot from where he was sitting, and set my binder on the music stand. 
“Thanks for coaching me,” I said, as Bryan glided over to the piano bench. 
"No problem." 
Without a moment to spare, he began to play, the familiar vamp of rolling chords—the ones I’d heard at my audition, my callback, then every night through the dressing room monitors, over which Teal Wicks, as Elphaba, would sing: 
“STOP!” Bryan spun around on the bench to face me, frowning like I had mustard, or boils, on my face. “You weren’t thinking, were you? I mean really thinking.” 
“Uh—” I shook my head. 
“What were you thinking?” 
I am so scared of you, that is what I was thinking. 
“Uh, I guess,” I said, stalling, “I was focusing on my notes and breathing, just, trying to focus, for now.” 
“You inhaled way too early.” At this he closed his eyes and looked down, as if pausing before my open casket. “Your breath should come with the sound, directly before you phonate. If you’re present, this happens naturally. If not, your breathing is totally off.” 
“Oh, okay. Right. Thank you,” I said, wondering if he’d learned this subtle giveaway in the guidebook of Evil Music Director Detectivery. 
Rolling cords. Steeled mind. Think of something, anything! 
“What were you thinking about?” said Bryan, this time not even turning to face me. Without waiting for the answer, he asked, “What does ‘unlimited’ look like?" 
I furrowed my brow. “Uh…"  
How could such an unspecific word mean something specific to Elphaba?   
I was learning the hard way that singing wasn’t just breath, posture, or vowel placement; singing was acting. And acting wasn’t black turtlenecks and berets—acting was specificity. Specificity was your imagination, channeled concretely. But imagination was risky, because it involved decision-making, deciding what a character—a person—might think, feel, believe, experience.   
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and inched onto the ledge of my imagination.   
Time to take a risk.


  1. Ouch, that sounds scary!

    It's kind of funny that I read this just now because I was JUST in my kitchen making lunch humming this song!

  2. Awesome! I am so excited for this book to come out!

  3. It's hard to imagine Bryan as being scary because I've always seen him smiling. I guess that's what makes him a great music director. :-)

  4. Brilliant music director! I guess it wasn't so much that he was scary...than that I was scared. If that makes sense?

    Thanks for the comments so far, friends!


  5. Looking forward to reading the book! Just a minor proofreading thingy -- "Rolling cords" should actually be spelling "Rolling chords".

  6. Great catch! Thanks for the edit -- I'll fix!


  7. I can't wait to read it Felicia. I was fortunate enough to see you when you were playing Elphaba and you were amazing! My dream is to someday play in the pit of this show. I can't wait to read all of the back stage adventures! Do you know when it will be published?