AMERICAN THEATRE: Tina’s hand was on my belly, shooting love and light into any holding patterns that I had attempted to install there as my personal, self-preserving semblance of control. It was 1979, and I was 20 years old, at the beginning of my path as a young actress. But the thoughts and feelings of King Lear were suddenly mine to infuse with a world of personal meaning and resonance. I exploded into words and inhabited the role.
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