Here's the epilogue to the epilogue (couldn't post it earlier due to website problem?):
Len’s play was theater of the absurd with no props and no scenery. I had never acted, knowingly anyway. Len gave me a crash course for about 10 days. I learned the script. I was the show. Len had an offstage sort of narration, but other than that, he couldn't give me any clues or shown to be coaching me. I guess it was part of what he had to prove to Professor Feldshuh as his final project/thesis. We were the last to go on. I was very nervous and for some reason when I get like that (or maybe at that time) I would go into another register of my voice, deeper for some reason, but something just took over and it got me through my fear. Anyway, it must have worked because I later learned that Len received an A and received special notice from the professor given that I was a "raw talent" that he shaped for his play. I found out that everyone else used acting students in their projects.
I had very low self-esteem in those days. As an example, I was taking a fencing class; never had I fenced before. Each time, the instructor (with the perfect last name, Gillette) would make me come up front and use me a demonstration partner. I thought he was picking on me. What turned out later was that I was reacting perfectly to his moves, although I was using moves we didn't learn yet. I just thought I stunk at it. If only I had thought positively, who knows what could have happened?
Anyway, back to the MFA project. After Professor Feldshuh evaluated Len’s project in front of everyone, it was my turn, and I dreaded it. I was like, I'm no actor, I have no right to be here. I braced for the worst. But, the professor said that I was quite good especially that I really was raw to begin with. He even said that I should contact him and change my major, etc. It all sounded great, but being shy and low on self-esteem, I enjoyed the spotlight, but quickly shrunk back to the wallpaper. After the fact, I found out that such praise coming from David Feldshuh did mean something and that was a serious offer, but at that time I was far too dense to appreciate and understand. I could've been in theater, or something.
Now, I have this second chance at life. Maybe I need to revisit these brief forays into creative fields. It's always been there, I was just too stupid to see what has always been right in front of me.