Elissa SanciPuppet MasterNicola McEldowney arrives at The Rebecca School in Murray Hill on a cold Tuesday morning, ten minutes behind schedule and slightly out of…Dec 27, 2017Dec 27, 2017
Elissa SanciAfter the Curtain Call: One Actor’s Struggle to Return to the StageMichael Fell stands beneath the New Haven Line Departures Board in Grand Central Terminal, thumbing through leaflets rife with…Jan 26, 2017Jan 26, 2017
Elissa SanciSammy Rae Doesn’t Sugar-Coat Anything: The Not-So-Sweet Reality of Independent ArtistsSamantha Rae Bowers led me into Dangerous, the largest of Flux Studios’ three recording spaces. She pointed to a comfortable two-seater…Nov 23, 2016Nov 23, 2016
Elissa SanciThe Reason Why I Write and Why I Won’t Stop“I’m not sure any of my friends would date you,” a friend of mine said as we stood by the bar, beers in hand. I tried not to take offense…Mar 25, 2016Mar 25, 2016
Elissa SanciYou Left Me And I’m Better Because Of ItYou left me and I’m better because of it, not that I’d ever admit that to anyone who asks, and especially not to you. On the outside, I…Mar 8, 2016Mar 8, 2016
Elissa SanciHere is Why I Thank My AnxietyI spend a lot of time complaining about my anxiety — and why wouldn’t I? Oftentimes, it’s the sole source of my problems, the real…Mar 8, 2016Mar 8, 2016
