Blog: Thoughts from an Evening Conservatory Alumni
Going into Atlantic Acting School, I didn't know my voice. I felt disjointed, weak, and inadequate. My voice has always been, what I considered, the bane of my acting career. You're too gay. You're too femme. You're too young. You're not a good singer. You're not masculine enough. These words have haunted me since I was a little boy, homeschooled, and a group of other kids made fun of me for my rainbow-colored sneake…