What Baking Can Do

Just Run // Chasing The Sun

It's funny how you can lose your way from something that was once so important to you during childhood. I do believe there is a reason for everything, almost like a distance makes the heart grow fonder type of thing.

Theater was never fully gone from my life, although it hasn't been quite this present in a long time. It's utterly crazy to me still. I could never say until now that I'm a composer. A Broadway composer.

What the fuck?

I live this life day in and day out and I have to pinch myself sometimes to make sure I'm not dreaming. To top it off I've been matched with the perfect crew and cast. I could write another book on those lovelies. Ha, no. Sara no, you wrote a book remember, the pain, the agony? I can't be too pessimistic, I'm incredibly proud of the book and myself for digging deeper into memories and life events in order to document my experiences.

*thinks about memoir*

T'was an incredibly cathartic time. I did hope someone out there could relate to a tiny part of it, or me. I know people relate to my songs but this project was a lot more personal. The feedback I've received has been unexpected. Sure I mentioned how tedious the book tour was but I loved seeing people with my book in their hands. But it was also scary. Yeah, super scary.

And ew some people even had the audio book, I apologized to them for my awkward reading. Let's be honest how fucking awkward do you think it was to sit in a booth and read a book you wrote out loud?

I get it, though, I'm happy I made it. Really, really happy. I hope they listen to the bloopers because who doesn't need to hear some swearing and crazy ass noises from a human after a deeply personal biography?

Back to the point, TheaAhTErrr.

I'm incredibly grateful my artistic journey led me to something (and someone) I love so dearly.  I wouldn't change a thing.

:)