I almost didn't write this post. Then I decided to. I'm still not sure exactly why, but maybe it's because a part of me believes that speaking truth still counts for something in the majestically calculated world we live in.
I auditioned for the role of Shuri in Black Panther last August. Getting that was a beautiful manifestation of God and the universe answering my misdirected prayers. You see, two months prior I wrote a monologue for my acting class because I couldn't find anything that resonated deeply enough in me. Now, I never read the Black panther comics but google searches confirmed that he did have a younger sister. And I kid you not I wrote my monologue as T'challa's younger sister Shuri and performed it for my acting class. I know how bizarre this sounds so you can confirm with my class, but yes I wrote and performed a monologue for a character that 2 months later I would audition for 3 times...