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thatskepticalbitchcara · 2 years

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Thank you for answering my question, I continue to admire your willingness to open yourself up, be vulnerable and speak your truth consistently. You are right to say that none of us truly know you, we just know these bits and pieces of things that lead us to create this Cara persona. Whether she’s 100% truly you or just a fraction of that, I still think that you are worth getting to know and anyone who truly is interested in you should be patient about what you choose to share and try to better understand your perspective. You don’t owe us anything. But I hope that you also see that there are MANY on here that care deeply for your well being and want you to find happiness (whatever you define as such in work, love, life, relationships, hobbies, personal, emotional, etc). We came to this blog for YOU and will continue to be here for YOU.

Excited for YOU and all the things you are looking forward to in 2022! Can’t wait to see the changes they may bring as you begin to work through them. Sending you positive energy and unconditional support always through space and time. - ❤️B

PS - What was first/last book read in 2021? Which song are you most proud of/ had the most fun learning to play this year?

you are so ridiculously sweet. thank you so much! there is no persona involved here. everything i do or say on here is fully genuine to who i am, it’s just that, of course, i hold back and filter myself in a lot of ways bc i am sort of in a “public” space whenever i’m somewhere that other people can observe and perceive and interpret, even if it’s just a bit.

i wish i had a better way to say thank you for all your kindness but i can only say thank you! sending you unconditional love and support right back. i hope your 2022 is as lovely as you are! ❤️

oooh.. first book i genuinely cant remember. i think it may have been just kids by patti smith and unfortunately i’ve been in a reading slump so the last book i remember reading was the guernsey literary & potato peel society haha. and the song i had the most fun learning to play was definitely fast car by tracy chapman ❤️

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supercasey · 4 years

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Do you have any songs for the TF2 Mercs? Sort've like their theme or just songs when you listen you think of them?

Sorry this took a bit, I needed to find some good songs! I'm such a huge fan of music (I don't really want a career in making it or anything, I just really like it!) So I'm gonna give each character 5 songs each, but seeing as I'm not as in-tune with a few of them… this was a bit hard to put together, but I think I’m fairly happy with the results!

Engineer: Cabinet Man - Lemon Demon : That's Okay - The Hush Sound : Me and Bobby McGee - Janis Joplin : Rooster - Alice in Chains : Old Town Road - Lil Nas X. The first song is a bit out of place, but I like to think Engie is just a lil’ more in love with his work than most folk. Other than that song, I tried choosing a few softer songs as well as country ones, or just ones that reminded me of him. I hope you’ll like them!

Demoman: The Beer - Kimya Dawson : High Hopes - Panic! At The Disco : Gasoline - Halsey : Amsterdam - Imagine Dragons : Hey, Asshole - Watsky. I’m not as knowledgeable of Demo’s lore, but from what I’ve read, I really like him, and I think he could relate with a few more depressing songs, while still wanting to blast some happy tunes! A lot of contrast with these songs, but I think they fit Demo well!

Soldier: Popopo - Steampianist : Burn - Admiral Fallow : The Weight of Us - Sanders Bohlke : The House That Heaven Built - Japandroids : This is War - Thirty Seconds to Mars. A lot of war related songs, as well as just songs about wanting to be greater than you are, even when it’s hard. That’s the sort of vibe I get from Soldier- you know, other than being Feral- and I tried to incorporate those things into this mini playlist!

Medic: Touch-Tone Telephone - Lemon Demon : Control - Halsey : Lent - Autoheart : When You're Evil - Voltaire : Handlebars - Flobot. I like to call Medic’s mini playlist “I’m Feral and I Don’t Care How You Feel About it!” All in all, very dramatic and vicious playlist, but let’s be real, that pretty much sums up Medic as a whole.

Heavy: Kids - MGMT : Idioteque - Radiohead : Zombie - The Cranberries : Your Best American Girl - Mitski : Work Song - Hozier : The Call - Regina Spektor. I struggled a lot with Heavy’s playlist, as I have a bit of trouble trying to get who he is as a character, but at the end of the day, I think he cares deeply for his family and teammates, and would enjoy songs about working hard, trying to fit in, and tragic childhoods.

Pyro: Little Game - Benny : Billions of Eyes - Lady Lamb and the Beekeeper : Edge of Town - Middle Kids : Elevator Operator - Courtney Barnett. Very happy go lucky playlist for the most part, with a pinch of LGBT undertones from the first song. I dunno, I just want Pyro to be happy!

Sniper: Why Am I Like This? - Orla Gartland : Johnny Boy - Twenty One Pilots : Future Me Hates Me - The Beths : Lemon Boy - Cavetown : Fill in the Blank - Car Seat Headrest. Oof ouch, the bushman be depressed and honestly I feel that on an emotional level. Lots of sad songs, but with a hint of Sniper wanting to feel better and work hard!

Spy: Pigeon - Cavetown : Not the Ghost - The Crane Wives : Problems - Mother Mother : When I'm Gone - Eminem : Tarifa - Sharon Van Etten. Now we’re in the big leagues (aka why I made this 5 for each and not just 3); I get the feeling that Spy is rather self-destructive, at least when it comes to forming relationships, and I tried to convey that through my song choices, as well as songs about wanting to be there for someone *cough* his son *cough*.

Scout: Devil Town V3 - Cavetown : peacefall - Purity Ring : Hey, Ma - Bon Iver : Squealing Pigs - Admiral Fallow : Little Lion Man - Mumford & Sons. As usual when answering Scout questions, I project, but hey, I think this time it’s pretty valid! Most of the themes for Scout’s playlist are about growing up, and the unwillingness to, as well as dealing with frustration and homesickness.

BONUS Miss Pauling: Help - Pink Guy : Pristine - Snail Mail : Don't Let's Start - They Might Be Giants : Today Today - Jack Stauber : Girls Like Girls - Hayley Kiyoko. Gay rights (I think it’s canon that she’s a lesbian??? Man I gotta read the fucking comics). Bit of depression paired with women being badass af in this playlist!

BONUS The Administrator: Oh No! - Marina and the Diamonds : Matilda - alt-J : Big God - Florence and the Machine : Stairway to Heaven - Led Zeppelin : Army of Me - Björk. I may as well have asked the Administrator to step on me with this playlist; lot’s of selfishness and a longing for power for her songs!

BONUS Scout's Mom: My Mom - Kimya Dawson : Fast Car - Tracy Chapman : Your Ex-Lover Is Dead - Stars : I Will Wait - Mumford & Sons : 1985 - Bowling For Soup. Gosh, I miss my mom... anyways, I think Scout’s mom is a good mama, and even though I also think she’s been through a lot, she still loves her kid and husband, even if they’re far from home at the moment!

I went a bit overboard, didn’t I? Oh well, this was very fun to do, so thank you so much for the ask!

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anakins-27th-lightsaber · 7 years

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Hey! Can I have some jegulus here, a long one but like anything about itttt. Sad, angst, it's up to you I just need more jegulus in my life pls pls pls and thanksss you're incredible!!❤️💚

Thank you, dear anon, you're amazing! So it's taken me a while to come up with something nice, and long, now there's something I can't really categorise, perhaps something like angst? Where their relationship is dysfunctional because Regulus is so messed up from home, and where he learns the behaviours he picked up there aren't helpful if you're trying to have a relationship. I was inspired by the song "Baby, can I hold you tonight" by Tracy Chapman, so I decided to add the lyrics to it. Hope you like it!"I love you, Regulus.""It's actually astonishing how your single brain cell is able to memorise such a long name, James", Regulus said irritably, without the smallest hint of sarcasm or remorse in his voice. Something was off about him, again. It was one of these days, and both boys knew just how much worse it could get."Pardon?!", James narrowed his eyes defiantly.Sorry"Ugh, never mind. Now come to bed."It's all that you can't say"Stop treating me this way, Regulus. You can't do this to someone you claim to be in love with.""Of course I can. Plus, I never did claim that. I like shagging you till you scream my name and beg for mercy. That's it."Years gone by, and stillThe Gryffindor swallowed thickly. "Why am I still with you?", he whispered, shaking his head incredulously."Because I'm in lo- I mean, because I'm all you have", the Slytherin scoffed.Words don't come easily"And you think I can't do better than you?""Of course you can't. You should be glad I'm putting up with you." He haughtily lifted his pointy chin, trying hard to look as self-assured as he possibly could; he was a good actor.Like sorry, like sorry"Alright, this is it, Black. We're through. Once again."Regulus panicked slightly, trying not to make it too obvious and to still sound condescending enough. "No! I mean, you're being thick. You really can't find anyone better! No one who's going to stay, like me-""Watch me.""James, no -""Anything to say?" James demonstratively shouldered his blanket and walked towards the door, resting his hand on the doorknob.Forgive me"I - no. Nothing."It's all that you can't say"So goodbye. And don't think I'm ever coming back."Years gone by, and stillRegulus glared at him, threateningly stepping towards him and coming so close James had to press his back against the wall. The younger boy was fuming, and so desperate he was willing to try anything to keep James from leaving him, even if it meant absolute embarrassment. "I don't think so. I know you are. As soon as you found out I'm the only one who will endure your presence without going insane. You'll be coming crawling back to me, begging me to take you back. No one will be able to make you happy the way I can.""Happy? Ha. I thought all you did was break me."Words don't come easilyRegulus winced, and his voice was thick with something he wasn't supposed to feel, and a teardrop that wasn't supposed to be there rolled down his face. He told himself he was purposely trying to take the other way out as a last resort, forcefully denying the fact that he wasn't in control of his emotions any more. His voice sounded as brittle as it felt when he spoke. "Stay. Please stay, James."Like forgive me"Why?", James spat.Forgive me"Because I- Oh, you know exactly, don't make me say it.""Say it." The Gryffindor crossed his arms."Come on, is that really necessary?", Regulus all but whined."It is. I keep telling you I love you. What's your reason for staying with me? Surely not compassion? And if you only wanted someone to shag, surely you'd find someone else to stick their cock inside you. So what is it? I'm curious", he finished sharply.Regulus slowly shook his head, his throat blocked by a tight knot of something he hadn't felt for a very long time, something real. "I- I can't."But you can say, Baby"I'm leaving, then. Forever."Baby, can I hold you tonight?"No! No, don't. I lo-""You love me?"Maybe if I told you the right words"I need you.""Need me?" He frowned.At the right time"I can't sleep without you, James.""So that's all you need me for?"You'd be mine"No, I-"I love you"I think I should go now.""I-"It's all that you can't sayJames whirled around. "What, Black? What is it?", he half shouted."Don't call me that. It- it hurts."Years gone by, and still"As all the times you hurt me? Funny."Words don't come easily"But I didn't mean to-"Like I love you, I love you"But you did.""I never wanted to."But you can say, Baby"Funny that's coming to your mind now it's too late, huh?"Baby, can I hold you tonightAnd Regulus let it happen, for the first time. He let his mouth say what he really meant to pronounce. "I'm sorry."Maybe if I told you the right words"Bit late to realise that now, isn't it?"At the right time"But I mean it."You'd be mine"Sure, and Hallowe'en's on Christmas this year, right?"Baby, can I hold you tonight"Why not? If you believe me one last time if I say I'm trying to change." His voice was husky."Oh, you are? I didn't realise", James hissed.Maybe if I told you the right wordsThe younger boy was shaking now, desperately trying to keep his voice from sounding too high-pitched. "I am. But I'm messed up. And I wish I could just say what I really mean. It's just not easy to me. And I need you. Because you're the only person who can make my nightmares go away when you're near me as I sleep, and you're the only one who makes me feel - like more than just an empty shell."At the right time"Is that so?", the Gryffindor huffed."Forgive me for being a prick most of the time.""All of the time, you're trying to say."You'd be mineSuddenly something within him melted and what felt like a comforting hot liquid filled his empty, dead veins. And Regulus tried being a little bit bold, for once. "I love you.""You do?" James was taken by surprise, his heart dropping into his stomach."I do love you. Forgive me for being such a prick. Please. You're everything I can still love. And I've been in love with you all this time. And now I'm saying it."You'd be mine"Alright, Regulus." And James went back to the bed and let himself fall onto it.And it was as though Regulus was trying to make up for everything he hadn't been able to say for the past three years; he was eager now to repeat it as often as possible, so maybe James would believe him and love him back. "I love you! I- James-!"James sighed. "Let's go to sleep now. You're looking as tired as I'm feeling.""I love you.""Sleep.""But I can't if you're not-""I am, though. Stop crying now. It's alright."The Slytherin's heart was pounding as if it was about to burst through his rib cage. "Really, it is?""No. I'm done with you", James snapped. "You're a fucked up little git. But I'm not leaving. At least not yet.""But I thought you-""Just come to bed." James irritably tried to pull his boyfriend towards him at his sleeve.The latter almost stumbled as he was half trying to keep standing still, half trying to leap right into James's arms and snog him as if his life depended on it. "Alright, but James-""See, you just don't stop loving people all of a sudden. That's it. And what's a bit more pain."Regulus shook his head eagerly, his eyes fixed upon James. "So you love me? Because I love you. Did you hear that? I'm finally saying-""Love you, too, but please, shut it now. I'm very mad at you, and rightfully so. You keep treating me like scum.""Sorry. I don't think you're -""Let's just sleep, I'm exhausted", the older boy cut him off."I'll try my best not to hurt you again, okay?", Regulus said quickly as he toddled towards James, who was still holding on to the sleeve of his pajamas."Whatever. Now shut up", James snapped. He was too broken to put himself back together this time; it had been the infamous last straw, and Regulus becoming all sweet and perfect all of a sudden wasn't helping; imagine being forced to keep loving what's tearing you apart. Imagine being hopelessly lost in your worst enemy's eyes because you've loved them too much, for too long, and now it's too late, you didn't leave while you still could; now they've got your heart racing, even though it's still shattered into pieces, and the life they slowly drained from your body, they're slamming it back into you so forcefully you're exploding, and it's all hurting so much more because now, you're alive enough for every cell of your body to feel all of it at once, and all you can still do is wish you could be numb again."Okay", Regulus said, although nothing was okay. "And I'm sorry!""I - get - it!", James pressed through gritted teeth."Yeah.""And Regulus, I love you. I guess.""I know for sure I do."And despite all the anger and the heartbreak and the voice inside his head screaming at him he deserved better, James cracked a smile for the boy, he couldn't help it. "When did you get so sappy?""I've always been - I thought you wouldn't like it", Regulus mumbled, blushing deeply."I would've certainly liked it better than being insulted and degraded constantly.""Do you like it best?", Regulus whispered barely audibly, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt and looking down at the floor in embarrassment."Do you?", James demanded sharply."It's hard. But makes my heart jump and my veins flutter. As if I'm alive now."James snorted. "Mine, too."The Slytherin hesitated. "I don't know who I am anymore, but this is the me I like best of all 'me's there ever were.""You're saying you don't know who you are?" James frowned."She took it away." Regulus pressed his lips together."I'm sorry. Just be free.""Free?""Become your own self and do whatever feels best.""Alright."Regulus kissed James on the lips. Softly and not harshly for the very first time since they'd started snogging just for the laughs, and finally it was actually serious. It was being in love and sharing something only they could share."I'm sorry you thought you had to hide around me", James breathed, almost stunned by the touch."Not your fault.""Whatever. Let's sleep now. I'll keep you close.""Until forever?" Regulus crawled under James's blanket that smelled just right and wrapped it around his way too skinny body."Until you mess up again", James corrected, hugging the whole bundle that was Regulus and the blanket."Is that a promise?""Yeah, I guess.""So it's forever."The Gryffindor snorted. "We'll see. Depends on you."Watch me, Regulus thought to himself, then fell asleep in his lover's arms, as always.You'd be mine

#Jegulus #James X Regulus #Seekerchasing #James Potter #Regulus Black #Marauders era #hp #ask #my writing

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jenroses · 7 years

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Playlist: In the dark, finding my way home

This is a playlist of quiet, moody songs that tend to start where I am and move into a better space. Sometimes when I’m down, I can’t start out listening to happy songs. This is a series that gradually works into the songs that make me feel better.

Song by song listing behind the cut:

1. Mad World (Gary Jules version) Devastatingly sad and appropriate to the moment in general

2. Somewhere Only We Know (Max Schneider, Elizabeth Gillies, and Kurt Schneider cover) I sincerely adore this cover for its quiet intensity. That feeling when everything is out of control and it feels like there’s nowhere to turn.

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3. I’ll Follow You into the Dark (Death Cab for Cutie) This is possibly the ultimate nihilist love song. I find it incredibly peaceful.

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4. Leonard Cohen’s Hallelujah (kd lang) Honestly I don’t know how a list like this could not have this song. And I always come back to kd singing it.

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5. Baby Can I Hold You (Tracy Chapman)

This song has resonated in my dark places since I was barely adult and floundering my way through learning how to be human and be in relationships. It’s about things not being easy or perfect and loving people anyway.

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6. Mother I Climbed (Tracy Grammer, written by Dave Carter) This is possibly the most deeply personal song on this list. I once sang this song with Tracy on stage, not long after Dave died. I saw the debut of this song in person and it was a revelation. The words are melancholy but the harmony lifts me every time.

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7. Time after Time (Cyndi Lauper) (hit the video limit...) This came out when I was like, 11, and was one of the first pop songs I fell in love with. It always gives me hope.

8. Angel (Sarah M with P!nk) So I was trying to avoid live versions with audiences but I couldn’t pass this one up. I love the song anyway but with P!nk’s amazing voice it lifts the song to a new level. This is the version I keep coming back to.

9. Closer to Fine (Indigo Girls) I do not care how depressed I am, I cannot, CAN NOT help singing along to this. This song and the album it came from have gotten me out of more depressive episodes than I can count. You’d think I’d remember to put it on sooner. I associate this song with being 19 and in love and trying to figure shit out... and this was the song that said, “It’s okay to be where you are, and it’s okay to take a break from the eternal quest for self-improvement.”

10. Blackbird (Sarah M cover) I’ve heard dozens of versions of this song, and this one is the most calm, quiet, perfect breath of hope.

#Mine #playlist

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cheeseamberger · 7 years

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Fear is the thing that keeps me rooted in one spot. It is the answer to failures of mine, the cause of my stagnancy, the reason for my reliable, easy, monotonous nine to five. Yes, this is all fact, because if there is one thing I am good at, it is and has always been (almost crippling) self assessment.

My fear, it keeps me in a routine: I wake. Shower. Dress. Eat the same breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast, take a multivitamin and an iron pill, ride the same public transit to and from work, come home at approximately the same time, watch the same clock until I tire and go to bed from boredom. I wake too soon, stare at my dark ceiling, go back to sleep fitfully, wake and repeat. Nothing accomplished. The weather changes; I do not. The time changes; I do not. My friends get married and travel, post photos with friends across social media platforms; I make my way through a couple seasons of television shows, retain nothing, gain weight, avoid mirrors.

Everything changes; I do not.

I will admit there is a slight comfort in my fear. It holds me back, yes, but there is also a safety inside, which is kind of nice when I think about it, I guess. I mean, I’m often bored as shit but a lot of things are steady. I live for steady. I live for knowing what will happen, I live for structure, I live for a fully functioning, organized, dependable life. I can’t lie, that is that shit I do like.

But also-

I feel like I’m dying.

Please don’t. I recognize how dramatic that sounds.

Listen, my fear is multi-faceted. It’s terrible and pleasantly predictable and through some self appointed Quiet Time™, I know it's misplaced. I can not trace its root back to one specific thing, and I can’t explain how it became this way, how I have become so immersed in fear, anxiety and mild paranoia that I’ve stopped doing the things that once made me very happy. It’s a very corny relationship.

I want to create art but I don’t. I want to write or sing or direct or act or something, but I don’t. I fret. I stay away. I open and close documents, scroll through Twitter, feel disappointed in myself. I go see shows and cry afterwards because I see what I could be. I am confused because I feel like I don’t love anything anymore and I’ve outgrown everything. I pay bills and take care of my parents and don’t think about art at all. I won’t pick up a book like I won’t answer a call because I can’t take reading the words and have them speaking to me. My mind is television static. How did living become this way?

Perhaps it was growing up and realizing the intricacies and hard work of craft and seeing that sometimes all that shit doesn’t pay off in the end. Perhaps it is the lack of time I have to create- I work a lot and I depend on myself and sometimes the focus isn’t there because I’m worried about starving or being evicted or if my phone will be cut off and my mother can’t reach me. Perhaps it’s both and everything and nothing at all but laziness. I don’t know. I mean, I’ve given myself to art before and it didn’t completely suck. The things I have done and want to continue doing are things that I have done at least once or twice, enough to spark something within me that feels like it might be a calling. I have not totally bombed at the things I have attempted, and the practice, rehearsal and subsequent trials and errors have made me happy. Extremely happy. Proud. I felt capital L Liberated. What tops that feeling of everything sliding into place and feeling whole for bits at a time? Not shit. I told you I live for a dependable life, a slice of something sure. That’s what it felt like sometimes.

But once and twice do not a lifestyle make. People say third time’s the charm but I often feel like third times the break. The humiliation, the doubt, the heartbreak. People count to three and then it’s go, it’s jump, pivoting pivoting pivoting, taking off. At my three, the only thing I know for sure is that I’m a fraud and I am a liar. The Phoney Baloney. I have faked my way through parts one and two, but part three? I should know better by three, shouldn't I? Shouldn't I have it together, whatever “it” and “together” means? Shouldn't I be ready for commitment? I try not to converse with the What Ifs of the world, for those are things out of my control, and I am the only thing I can try to control, and most times that’s barely.

Yet I end up opening myself to What Ifs when they crawl to me in the midnight hours:

What if I give all I have to give, all of myself, and no one bats an eye?

What if I'm so good, so moving and intriguing, so popping, that the expectation to deliver a repeat performance causes me to stutter and trip, and I fall from the tightrope, net not included?

What if I never do anything at all, I get stuck in the same place forever and ever and ever and ever, I am trapped and defeated like a wild animal left to the metal jaws of life, and become not only the living fucking embodiment of Tracy Chapman's "Fast Car", but also That One Cousin. You know That One Cousin. The example your mom always brings up. The subject of mother-and-aunt-coffee-at-the-kitchen-table talks. The reason for the sigh followed by the drawn out, "Bless her poor heart." No one wants to be That One Cousin, they want to be The Other Cousin. Designated Cool Family Member. They have it under control, they make the family proud, got a little pocket change and handles some of the expenses.

What if I'm never Designated Cool Family Member?

This is why I try so hard to keep the What If conversations to a bare minimum. Yes of course I know the What Ifs have optimistic perspectives and outcomes- what if you succeed and everybody loves you and you love yourself and you're happy; what if you get lost briefly but along the way learn a lot and are better for it; what if you already are The Other Cousin, the embodiment of a bad bitch and 85% of Beyoncé lyrics- but my mind is wild and unreliable. I do not trust her to keep me safe at times. I do not rest. I toss and turn, wondering if I will ever get out my dreams, stuck in a bizarre tug of war with my doubts and my hopes, my dark anxiety and my good truths, my perfect worlds and my very real realities. And no matter what I do, I feel my fear gets the best of me every time. It tires me out. It holds me close. It is both a leash and a seat belt, a sick contraption, a well tailored harness.

I must make it clear that I do not wish to relieve myself of all fear. A little of it keeps me alive and reminds me that I care more deeply than I can verbalize or express. I only wish to lighten the load enough that I can go to sleep at night. I wish to give myself a break and some credit, a hug and a kiss and a good night's rest. I do not want fear sleeping beside me like a cold lover stealing the duvet, I want it at the foot of my bed like a furry canine companion. I want it to be an interesting part of my life, not my whole life. I don’t want to conquer my fears or completely rid myself of them; I want them to keep me warm with inspiration and drive. I want success. I want to mean something to others. I want to mean something to myself. I do not want to die broken and speechless, sitting atop the bones and corpses of things I never did or words I never wrote. I do not dream of being rich. I dream that I will not starve myself to death, that I will always be full with ideas and friendships and laughter and good meals. I dream of pleasure, of hard work, a dance down the golden path to rich hedonism. I do not want my fear to be my entire home, only a quick set of stairs to a door that leads to something bigger and better than me.

Fear is the thing that keeps me rooted in one spot. I wonder when that will no longer be the case, or if I am even ready for that. I wonder if it’s by choice or by circumstance or both. I said I was good at self assessment.

Maybe.

-ap.

#one #amber writes.#long post.

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celebrityinterviews · 6 years

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INTERVIEW #246: KATHRYN MCCORMICK (Dancer/Actress)

Kathryn McCormick was born in 1990, and started practicing dancing, at age 3, at her mother's dance studio, "Dance Connection". She then moved to "Augusta West Studio", where her mother had also studied. She moved to Los Angeles at age 18 and landed a non-leading role in the remake of Fame (2009). McCormick has also been featured in the "Jar of Hearts" music video, by Christina Perri. She also played the protagonist in the 4th "Step Up" movie, Step Up Revolution (2012)..”

Be sure to visit Kathryn online at:

Instagram.com/KathrynRMcCormick Q #1: Favorite Dance Style to watch and learn?

Kathryn’s Answer: “The older that I get I am learning to love free movement more than any specific style. The more that I get to know my body and what it holds, the more excited I get to explore it.” Q #2: What was your experience like with “So You Think You Can Dance” and do you have a favorite dance that you did during you Season 6 Live Show run?

Kathryn’s Answer: “I have developed a family throughout my time on SYTYCD and I would say that is what I am the most grateful for. "Send in the Clowns" was an experience that I will always hold close to my heart. The story is profound and getting to experience it through Travis's choreography really moved me in a deep way.” .” Q #3: What was it like being part of The Step Up Series and do you have a favorite memory from filming?

Kathryn’s Answer: “Again I would say the people were my favorite part. I was pretty young when I did this film and the experience allowed me to find my voice in a new way. I have many moments behind the scenes that have made a deep imprint on my heart.” Q #4: What project has stood out to you the most that you have done and why?

Kathryn’s Answer: “One of my favorite shows I have ever experienced is one that I did for Stacey Tookey at Perry Mansfield in Colorado. She brought a very small group of us in to create for a week on the Perry Mansfield grounds and then we shared her work in a small barn on the property. It is a performance that was seen by very few and one of the most intimate and special experiences for me and the other dancers.” Q #5: If you could perform anywhere, in the world, where would it have to be?

Kathryn’s Answer: “I love performing in nature. So anywhere outdoors- rain or shine. I feel the most connected to myself and others in that type of environment and in a performance that is always my hope-to be deeply connected. Jacob's Pillow is one of those places that has so much history and connection. I performed for Stacey Tookey on their outdoor stage a few years back and that is also one of my favorite live performances.” Q #6: If you could perform or work with anyone who would it have to be?

Kathryn’s Answer: “If I am honest, I love working with the people that I love. There are many performers that I admire, but I am not the type of person that begs to work for someone because of their status or ability. It is always driven by connection and the hope of saying something that can hopefully make an impact on others and my partner(s) on stage. So anyone that feels like they have something to say beyond their talent, any artist that sees the value in everyone involved.” Q #7: If you could read anyone’s diary, past or present, whose would it be and why?

Kathryn’s Answer: “That is a little invasive, haha, but if I had to pick I would choose my moms as she was growing up. I would love to know her thoughts as she was my age and growing up.” Q #8: If you had a soundtrack to your life what song/songs would have to be on it?

Kathryn’s Answer: “Haha I have no idea... Sometimes no music, sometimes Disney, sometimes sounds of nature, sometimes Amanda Cook, sometimes oldies, Ottis Redding, Tracy Chapman, Coldplay, Mumford and Sons, and sometimes Binaural Beats. Lately I am looking for the quiet. ” Q #9: Do you have advice for anyone wanting to pursue dance or acting as a career?

Kathryn’s Answer: “Get to know yourself. Play. Get curious. Be kind to yourself and others. Notice when you are guarding your heart, learn from those moments. Be sincere, move slowly and intentional, take time for your family/loved ones, and nurture your body, mind, and spirit. You are so much more than a dancer or an actor, enjoy- put in the work, but remember to truly live your life along the way.” *NOTE: All interviews are copyright protected.

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