Starry-Eyed
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STARRY-EYED
Also by Ted Michael
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Truth & Dare: 20 Tales of Heartbreak and Happiness
Edited by Liz Miles
Corsets & Clockwork: 13 Steampunk Romances
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Kiss Me Deadly: 13 Tales of Paranormal Love
Edited by Trisha Telep
The Eternal Kiss: 13 Vampire Tales of Blood and Desire
Edited by Trisha Telep
Edited by Ted Michael & Josh Pultz
Introduction by Clay Aiken
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Contents
Introduction: Clay Aiken
A Note from the Editors: Ted Michael & Josh Pultz
The Accompanist: Eve Yohalem
Anecdote: Jesse Tyler Ferguson
MC Wax: Josh Berk
Anecdote: Ian Harding
Tessitura: Maryrose Wood
Anecdote: Sierra Boggess
How Do You Solve a Problem Like Maria?: Marc Acito
Anecdote: Ali Stroker
Echo: Kiersten White
Anecdote: Greta Gerwig
Talent: Claudia Gray
Anecdote: Gavin Lee
Other Life: Garret Freymann-Weyr
Anecdote: Andrea McArdle
A Midwinter Night’s Dream: Jacqueline West
Anecdote: Anthony Fedorov
Gravy and Mashed: Tanya Lee Stone
Anecdote: Lisa Howard
A Love
Song: Antony John
Anecdote: Lea Salonga
Tuesday at Midnight: Nina LaCour
Anecdote: Bonnie Langford
Stage Kiss: Cynthia Hand
Anecdote: Alice Ripley
The Artful Dodger: Aimee Friedman
Anecdote: Lynn Cohen
Becca First: Alex Flinn
Anecdote: Montego Glover
Stringbean and Goose: Laura Goode
Anecdote: Telly Leung
A Date with Destiny: Josh Pultz
Contributor Bios
Editor Bios
Acknowledgments
FOR YOUNG
PERFORMERS
AND ARTISTS
EVERYWHERE
INTRODUCTION
If someone had asked me when I was a teenager if I ever dreamed of being where I am today, I would have told that person one thing: yes.
Imagine a ten- or eleven-year-old me. Though Mom might say otherwise, like most kids, I wasn’t always the cutest or the best dressed or the most popular in school. What I did have, though, was drive, determination, and a passion for singing.
Whether it was a concert with the local boys’ choir, a Sunday morning hymn at church, or a role in a community theater production, I always felt most alive when I was performing. The thrill of making music and the artistic friends that I made through my love for the arts made my teenage years enjoyable and planted the seed for my current career. But the glitz and glamour of Los Angeles and the bright lights of Broadway seemed miles away from my front porch in Raleigh, North Carolina, way back when.
Flash forward to May of 2003: To my left is American Idol contestant (and my competition) Ruben Studdard. To my right, host Ryan Seacrest holding a little piece of paper that would change my life forever.
American Idol may have introduced me to the world, but even now I still haven’t forgotten where I’ve come from. I have been able to accomplish so many of my dreams as a performer, but the seed that was planted when I was a teenager, my love for music and singing, the joy that I feel onstage connecting with people, has grown into a career that is larger and brighter than anything I could have ever imagined.
Starry-Eyed is full of stories about passion for the arts, the challenges of stardom, the silly side of show business and the successes that come with just being you. Inside, you’ll also find words of wisdom and encouragement from some names you’ll definitely recognize. Maybe you’ve seen them on your favorite television show or in a blockbuster movie. Perhaps you’ve heard them on the radio or seen them perform in concert. Either way, they started out just like you and me: with a love for the arts and a dream. With a little luck, some hard work, and a lot of heart, they have some incredible stories to share with you. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I have.
Clay Aiken
A NOTE FROM THE EDITORS
There’s a reason that so many people love Glee—besides all of the musical numbers. And Jane Lynch.
Really, Glee is a show about the underdog, and no one knows what it feels like to be ignored, pushed aside, and made fun of like a teenager—especially one who loves the performing arts. Not only do Glee and other TV shows like The Voice, The X Factor, American Idol, Smash, So You Think You Can Dance (and many more) inspire us to believe in the power of music, they encourage us to follow our dreams. They teach us that with hard work and confidence, anything is possible. Because when it comes to the performing arts, it’s not about fitting in—it’s about standing out.
Which is why we wanted to craft a collection of stories that spoke to the very heart of what it means to be a teenager and to love performing. The stories in this anthology are written by some of today’s most fantastic writers, and they are all inspired by the transformative power of music, dance, and drama. Whether you’re a member of the audience, taking it all in, or up onstage, making it all happen, there’s nothing quite like the magic of a fantastic performance.
In these pages, you will read about everything from the simple wonder of a first kiss to unlikely yet powerful friendships to the thrilling mystery of finding one’s voice—literally. In addition to these stories, throughout this anthology, theater, television, and film actors have shared the moments that inspired their careers and exposed their personal failures and triumphs.
The seeds of Starry-Eyed were planted many years ago, when we were in school. For us, performing was the creative outlet we needed to make us feel special. From plays and musicals to chorus, band, and orchestra rehearsal, we were allowed to truly be ourselves. To pursue our dreams and reach for the stars. Our best friends were made during productions and musical summer camps. The arts provided us a home, a safe haven when we needed one, and for that we are forever grateful.
We hope that you enjoy Starry-Eyed as much as we have enjoyed putting it together.
Ted Michael & Josh Pultz
THE ACCOMPANIST
Eve Yohalem
When I was nine years old I smashed my pinky with a meat mallet so I wouldn’t have to go onstage.
It was the night of Mrs. Komar’s annual Christmas recital. She’d rented out Westview’s Town Hall for her piano students, and it felt like half the town was there.
I stood in a corner of the green room (a file storage room by day) fingering the straps of my tote bag and listening to the older kids talk about how nervous they were, even though they really weren’t. All that hugging and deep breathing and “oh-my-God-ing”? That was excitement. They couldn’t wait to get out there and show the whole world how great they were. Nervous is when you beg your mother again and again not to make you do it, when you look up phobia in the dictionary before the scariest conversation you’ve ever had with your Eastern Bloc piano teacher, when your brother has a cold and you sneak dirty tissues out of his trash can and rub them on your face—and after all that fails, when you stuff a meat mallet into your tote bag, wedging it right between Chopin’s waltzes and Beethoven’s sonatas.
My black patent leather flats had rubbed blisters on my heels even though I was wearing tights like my mother told me to. She’d pulled my braids so tight I thought my eyeballs would pop out of my head. That way, she said, there was no chance my hair would fall in my eyes and distract me.
The problem with being able to play Mozart when you’re nine years old? Everybody wants to see you do it. But all that wanting felt like taking, like everybody who listened to me play pinched off little Andie souvenirs, leaving me with Swiss cheese for a soul. And then there’s the whole prodigy thing. People said exceptional and I heard exception. They said outstanding and I heard oddity.
“Andie, you okay?” Mrs. Komar’s husband bent down to peer into my face. It was his job to keep order backstage. Histrionic teenagers were bad enough. The last thing he needed was an epic third grader meltdown.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“You’re gonna be great,” he said.
“I have to go the bathroom.”
Alone in the ladies’ room with the door locked, I pulled the meat mallet out of my bag. It had a long wood handle and a big square metal block on one end for flattening chicken into cutlets. Two sides of the block were smooth, a third had spikes and the fourth had ridges. I picked a smooth side. I wanted pounding, not tenderizing.
I straightened my pinky on the Formica vanity. No hesitation. Just a good sharp thwack.
Freedom.
. . . . . . . . . .
Eight years and one healed pinky later, I still hate the spotlight. But tonight that’s okay because I’m alone in the orchestra pit of my high school auditorium.
I look up . . .
. . . over the manuscript stand, beyond the stained top of my upright piano. I scan the rehearsal stage where there’s a cardboard city plaza, circa 1930. Think old Europe at its quaintest: cobbled streets, ornate black streetlights, an array of charming shops around a fountain made out of a lawn swan and a plastered-over kiddie pool. The cast of Westview High School’s She Loves Me are milling around, checking cell phones or trying out f
acial expressions. My eye goes to the wings, where the two leads Chloe Pavone and Ben Jazinsky are dancing. Waltzing, I think. They do this a lot.
Chloe Pavone of the high As and the grand jetés. She who can cry on demand, kill a punch line. She of heart-shaped face and round brown eyes and perfect boobs. And Jazinsky who went by the nickname BJ all through elementary school because he thought it sounded cool. In sixth grade he found out why it wasn’t and told everyone to call him Ben.
Across from Chloe and Ben, Henry DeRuyter leans against the proscenium, already in character though the run-through hasn’t started. What I mean by that is Henry DeRuyter played Danny Zuko in Grease last year and he was Henry DeRuyter. He played Gaston in Beauty and the Beast as a sophomore and he was Henry DeRuyter. Now he’s Steven Kodaly, the arrogant, handsome ladies’ man, but really he’s Henry DeRuyter.
And, yes, I admit I used to lie in bed at night thinking about Henry with the soundtrack in my brain playing Debussy’s Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun. I would fan out my hair behind me on my pillow and let the music spill down my body like water, dreaming about exotic places I’d never been to, like Henry’s bedroom on a Thursday afternoon while his parents were still at work.
By “used to” I mean last week.
From behind me floats the disembodied voice of our director, Mr. Sandburg:
“Okay everybody. We’re going to start from the beginning and work straight through. Places for ‘Good Morning, Good Day’! Andie, you ready?”
I drag my eyes off Henry and find Mr. Sandburg a few rows back in the audience. As the pianist for the school musical, I’ve been to every rehearsal. She Loves Me has a ridiculously difficult score, the kind of stuff that usually only classical musicians like me play. So even though we open in two nights, the music director is working with the rest of the band in the rehearsal studio, and tonight I’m on my own in the pit. Which is really just a clump of chairs and music stands off to one side and below the stage in the auditorium.