The next thing I wrote was in a writing class at night school. It was about a poor woman who worked at a dime store and who was all alone for Christmas in Laurel Mississippi.
What I loved about the acting class was that you got to think all day long...
But the wicked passions of men's hearts alone seem strong enough to leave...
I find it rather easy to portray a businessman. Being bland rather cruel and incompetent comes naturally to me.
