27 Days To Go!

Finally, after years of contemplating this decision, I've made it! I'm moving to New York!

"Big deal!" you may think to yourself...but it is...for me anyway. This decision represents years of debate, sleepless nights, one way plane tickets that became round trip tickets before I even left the ground, etc. But this time, it's real!

On Nov. 2, Delta Flight 80 from Seattle to JFK will carry me to my new life and I can hardly wait. For years, I've poured over broadway.com, playbill.com, broadway secrets, backstage, etc...just to live vicariously through everyone who had the guts to do what I didn't, to live the life they were meant to live, while I sat in Seattle hoping my life would find me there.

If you're still rolling your eyes, stop now. I'm not some, Peggy Sawyer, with Broadway aspirations. I don't dream of getting on the plane where miraculously a Broadway agent is seated next to me, frantically looking for my type (the late 20's, chubby, enthusiastic best friend of the lead)...NOPE! All I want, is to be part of it all. (Thanks to [Title of Show] for putting it so succinctly for me.)

I want to go to the Broadway Flea Market, Broadway on Broadway, Broadway in Bryant Park, Broadway Barks, Joe's Pub, walk 9th Avenue hoping to run in to a Broadway star, but then get too embarrassed to say anything, so I just walk by. I want to live in a city that breathes art and creativity. In my mind, New York City is like drama club in high school. Everyone is a theatre dork but no one is made fun of for it.

Maybe I'm wrong...but for now, I'm choosing to believe that New York and the Broadway community are the magical people and place that I have believed them to be for all of these years.

Keep posted to find out if its true....