She directs my play and she brings value to my day.
You know how you sometimes meet people who bring something perceptible but slightly intangible to your life? Elizabeth London is the director of Sylvia So Far. Great. She's talented out the wahzoo (sp?) and can dramatically justify virtually any mis-step I take.
But what is it she does that makes me want to be the best person/playwright/spirit-on-the-planet I can possibly be? Elizabeth London expects me to be something wonderful and I keep rising to the occasion in order not to let her down. That's okay, right?
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