Guest Post from Joanna Charnas - Making Artists: The National Theater Institute's Influence on a Writer
Making Artists: The National Theater Institute’s Influence on a Writer
If art
moves us, the impact never departs. It strikes an emotional chord that resonates
into the recesses of our psyche forever. That’s how fourteen weeks at the
National Theater Institute (NTI) affected me.
At a reunion in 2011, my classmates had overlapping memories of this week. All of us recalled its exhausting and exotic nature. One night Ryszard had us dancing for hours around lit candles, scattered over the floor. Another night we scrambled to the beach, which faced the Long Island Sound, and engaged in some shoreline exercise. Most of us remembered the night he taught us to stand on the side of our face and one shoulder. When I tell people this now, no one can envision it, and many are skeptical. Initially I failed at shoulder stands and spent the next afternoon practicing them on the O’Neill’s rolling lawns until I mastered the skill. By that night, I had plum-sized bruises all over my body. I retained this trick until I was about forty, and only refrain from attempting it now because, at sixty-three, I’m afraid of breaking something on dismount. My class was at the mercy of a wild man, but we managed to meet each challenge Ryszard presented. By the end of the week, we felt like super-hero zombies.
Of a class of thirty-one, after we completed NTI about a half-dozen of us moved to Manhattan, where we took a variety of high-end internships and first-rate theater classes. I found work as a stage manager at an off-off Broadway Equity theater within forty-eight hours of my arrival in New York. Most of us returned to college eventually. I graduated with my class on time by completing internships for credit and studying with tutors and mentors through independent study contracts. Some of us never went back. My classmates are enjoying successful careers in theater, television, and film; they are educators, mental health providers, or are engaged in other creative endeavors or professions. At our 2011 reunion, as former classmates entered the venue one by one, the rest of us encircled them, welcoming them after decades of separation, like long lost first cousins. One man cried.
MSI Press
published my first book, Living Well with Chronic Illness, in 2015. After its
publication I held various readings and signings at Barnes & Noble stores. At
the events, people were just as eager to learn how I managed to publish my
first book as they were to discover its
content. I elucidated the mechanics of my publishing adventure, which took two
short years from submission to becoming a bestseller in its small category
Amazon.com. What I didn’t tell them is this: I went to the National Theater
Institute, where I learned to be fearless. There I began to look beyond my
perceived limitations and reach for the seemingly impossible. That’s how an
untrained, novice writer gets a first book professionally published while in
her mid-fifties. The lessons I learned at NTI informed and enhanced my entire
life, and they continue to guide me. And although no longer an ugly duckling, I
still cherish the memory of the bruised, fat girl who learned to stand on one
shoulder.
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