The Vagrancy’s Tactical Reads of Megan Breen’s “My First, My Fist” at Studio/Stage in Los Angeles
It seems that Spring is the time for Readings! And I’m thrilled. It’s
been a while since I’ve done a reading, let alone so many, but they are
back– in droves. Perhaps there is just a creative resurgence?
Screenwriters, playwrights, poets, aspiring and otherwise. Or, maybe
it’s just coincidence. Who knows.
But in the last couple of months I’ve done a staged reading with my new artistic home, The Vagrancy, as part of their Tactical Reads
series (which pairs female writers with female directors), a living
room table read of a friend’s screenplay, a staged reading of a
beautiful play, Tree of Fire,
at Occidental College as part of Incarceration Awareness Week, another
living room reading of a friend’s original webseries, and then this
Wednesday I will be hosting a reading of my very own first ever full
length play! That’s a lot of readings.
Readings are great because with little commitment you can keep your
acting muscles moving, you have the opportunity to play parts you might
not normally be cast in, you learn about writing and workshopping, you
can be a part of a project from its inception, you can meet other cool
actors but also directors and writers, and the list goes on. And,
as I always like to say, you never know where or when these seeds you
plant will begin to sprout =)
Sometimes you don’t know where life will take you, the adventures and opportunities that arise. That’s what’s fun about tracing the steps,
especially in this biz. You spend so much time planting those seeds,
that by the time one sprouts you forget where it came from. I had an
amazing life adventure meets acting opportunity (best of both worlds!)
moment recently and when I sat down to think about it, I realized the
steps that took me there.
About two and a half years ago I saw a show, a short play festival at this little black box theater in Boyle Heights
I’d never heard of if it weren’t for the fact that my boyfriend was in
the production. The festival was wonderful, the people I met were even
more so and when this company was having auditions for their next
festival I jumped at the chance. I got in and got to work with some of
these awesome people I’d met at the show and then some. I continued
hanging around… One night, at some theater event or afterparty I was
talking to the producer of the fest and expressed my interest in
directing as well as acting. I don’t know how it happened but by the end
of the evening I was slated to direct year two of that original
festival I saw two and a half years ago.
And then, bam, last October was my directing debut with this wonderful company. The festival did very well and it was a lot of hard work and fun. A few months later, I get a call that six of our short plays were accepted into an International Theater Festival in
none other than Dublin, Ireland. Holy crap. And not only that, but
since not all actors could commit to going, would I be interested in
attending as an actor. Um, YES PLEASE!
A few months after that call, I was on a plane on my way to
performing for the first time on an International stage. I
got to perform in pieces I’d directed just months prior, working
across talented actors I’ve grown to love. Not only that, but I got to
do it in IRELAND!
The week was magical. Getting to do what I love with people I love
and exploring a great new city across the seas was more than a dream
come true. And it all happened because I saw a little festival a couple
of years ago.