Mr. August

By Patricia Lamkin

When I was growing up in Silver Spring Maryland there was a man two doors down who was forever grumbling about us kids messing up his precious grass, or sledding in his side yard and tearing up the ground.  

"Why can't you kids stay off of my lawn?" he'd shout.

What Goes Up, Must Come to Something

By Patricia Lamkin

It’s every actor’s worst fear: the mouth goes dry, the hands get clammy and--worst of all-the mind goes blank. The dreaded “actor’s nightmare.” If it happens in a show there are fellow actors to save the day. But what if it happens at an audition?

Fearless Color

By Patricia Lamkin

I have been coloring my hair at home for several years, and consider myself pretty good at it. I usually stick with the package directions, and go for a color that is close to my natural shade. Recently, however, I diverged from this boring (and recommended) routine.