lets say, hypothetically, im a cat. a kitty cat. and for the sake of debate, lets say i dance dance dance.

I do love that when the Heated Rivalry’s show runner was asked about casting queer actors to play queer characters he ignored the bait and was just straight up like “You can’t ask that. That’s illegal.” lmao because yeah. It is. Weird how a lot of discourse on this subject acts like this is not a factor.

the thing they dont tell you about learning to "trust the process" is that you forget and relearn it every single time you make a new piece of art. unfortunately there is no cure either

evoking bertholt brecht’s “the way people cast a play!” quote as a spell against prescriptive, stereotypical, fatalistic typecasting

small town diner waitress voice: Omelas? Oh, oh no, easy mistake, you're in oh - MAY - las right now, with an A. Plenty' people get the name mixed up. Nope, no utopia here, just our small little town. *face gets really grim* We do still.. Okay well we do still have a kid that we... I mean it isn't working but- well- You know. It- It's fine. I'm sure it'll start working soon.

The children's show villain is a figure who sadly is not seen outside the children's show. There are few stock characters who as succinctly declare, from sheer stage presence, "the world is unloveable and it is painful to live here; that which delights mankind is like ash on my tongue" without being too fucking whiny about it.

Beneath the Golden Willow by Ed Perkins