Lately, I've been pushing myself to get out of the rut. It's hard and exhausting this pushing myself thing. Slowly I feel myself coming alive and looking ahead. I'm liking this.
The improv class I'm taking this summer is part of this. One of the golden rules is to say yes to whatever is offered up by another actor. Another is to offer up enthusiasm and support. And another is to focus on being good to work with, not funny. All great advice for improv and life, I think.
I noticed that I tended to be a little scared and my ideas reflected this when I put myself out there in our scenes. At one point I was loudly telling my partner to get me out of here (granted, it fit the scene in which we were trying to disguise ourselves as zombies). So when I did get out of that scene I was relieved and also a little surprised to realize that I really did want out of that scene, because I had no idea what I was doing. But I did it.
I don't always know what I'm doing or how it's going to work out, and it's a little scary. But I'm here trying to do it and learn something along the way. And maybe next time I'll know what I'm doing or at least have some better ideas.