I Stepped in a Puddle that Turned out to be a Lake
It was three in the morning, and I couldn’t sleep. I tossed and turned for a while, and then gave up. I looked in on the kids to make sure they were breathing, went downstairs, and flipped on the TV.
I scrolled through an endless amount of channels, looking for a good chick flick. I had two mediocre choices: a movie on Lifetime about a mommy murderess, or a romantic comedy on HBO starring David Schwimmer. Out of all those channels, there was NOTHING for me! Where was Diane Lane when you needed her?!
As an actress in my 40s, I knew that it was difficult to find interesting, developed roles where I wasn’t playing some guy’s wife or some kid’s mother. But in that moment I realized that stories I can relate to about women like me, are just not out there. There is a void of female protagonists who are fully dimensional and in the middle of their lives.
So I got mad. And then I got busy. Now, I’m making movies about women in the middle…who we really are, and how we really speak. Because if I don’t do it, who will?
This Tigress is sometimes a little bull-headed.