In a world of ‘not enough’, you need to hold on to the days when you are enough. The day I barely had the coins to get the bus from our rented apartment to UBC to train all day, rehearse all night, and earn an academic degree somewhere in between. As the teachers commented that we all looked awful, some… Read more →
Author: Trina McClure
BLACK Lives Matter. We Need to Say It.
BLACK lives matter. Say it. Now say it again. Again and again and again. This isn’t just a concept or an ideal. This is a MANTRA that needs to be said and heard. Of course all lives matter. But to say that instead disempowers the people you mean to include. If all lives truly did matter the BLM movement… Read more →
Lesson Five: How to Breathe…When You Can’t
So this post is like trying to wrestle the genie into the lamp. How do I capture three years of voice training and make it behave like a short and simple post that will help you breathe when you don’t? You know, like when you’re nervous. When you’re scared. When the grown-ups talk to you. When the boys talk to… Read more →
Selling You
So one of my weakest skills as a seriously sensitive, once cripplingly insecure, Class 1 introvert has been selling myself. As an actor, of course. Who was I to tell them that I was the best for the part, better than anyone in the room? Who was I to believe that they would want me? Who was I to say… Read more →