The acting tips from that morning stayed her mind as she wondered where all of this leading. usually a pro at following acting tips, she had become unfocused in recent weeks. The old woman living below her in the street-level flat often looked up into her apartment and smiled, but one day she just wasn't there.
In a blink it seemed like acting tips and most of what she though she
knew up until now had ceased to flow inside her mind. From backstage
once more she could hear them urging her out front, but acting tips
began to blur with cooking tips, and she couldn't
remember to even
breathe correctly.
She had often thought that she should write a book of acting tips, reaping a modest profit from her ability to dream up twists and new insight into the average acting tips tossed about casually in her circle of friends. Light poured into her eyes, and she leaned heavily on the vanity mirror. Acting tips had always been her saving grace, and now she only longed to gaze back into the face of the old woman from downstairs on that crowded narrow street.