Why my eighth grade starring role is a great example of who I am.

I played Portia, in the Merchant of Venice when I was 13. I could memorize a poem, a soliloquy, and I could recite it in front of a crowd with no problem, no fear. I could also sing, in one particular key as well.

As Portia, I was expected to have an on stage kiss with Bassiano. My co-star was Billy Micus. Billy was good with it. Me not so much. Billy was expelled for having pot in his locker one week before opening night. Nuns didn't tolerate drugs. Frank Donner steps in. We were both not really feeling it. I'm not an actor at 13. I'm not in character. I can pretend this is good. I am the biggest awkwardiest geek. Frank is cute. My parents are out there. I have no confidence at all.

Portia, was one amazing woman. Wit and intelligence. If I can be known for that I'm good.

So for my next act, wit, intelligence and the confidence for the figurative "on stage kiss": doing something that challenges my comfort zone. I'm almost there. Just wait....