I'm not a heroine -- I just play one. Also psychotics,
vamps, orphans, hookers, housewives and -- on one memorable
occasion -- a singing rutabaga. It was never my ambition to
utilize my extensive dramatic training by playing a musical
vegetable. However, as my agent is fond of pointing out,
there are more actors in New York than there are people in
most other cities. Translation: Beggars can't be choosers.
This explains how I wound up painting my body green and
prancing around stage half-naked the night Golly Gee, the
female lead in the off-broadway show "Sorcerer!" disappeared
into thin air. Literally. Now other performers are also
vanishing, and a mysterious stranger is warning me: There is
evil among us. But the producers want me to take over
Golly's part. Looks like I'm going to need a little magical
help if I want to keep my starring role . . .
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