A One-Woman Show: Share Your Truth With the World
The stage was dark, only a few dozen seats lined up and half filled in the blackness, while Jane prepared herself to take the stage. Sweetly, light-heartedly she came out to the lights blasted and told us that should we need to leave, the exit was in the back, an additional policy on photography, and the pertinents. It was Jane as herself, but not Jane as the candid performer she was about to become; a bit of casual calm before the drama to unfold. Then blackness again. Spotlight up. A young girl, childhood Jane, wraps herself in a modest white-frilled dress, and prays before us to God for answers. For crushes. For clarity. And for her own freedom.