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My Life


from Missing Parts by Sean Benjamin
photo by Johnny Knight

I live in a small college town in Southern Illinois, called Carbondale. I moved here from Chicago in 2005. I live with my beautiful wife, Genevra, our daughter, Ariana, and our Boston Terrier, Simon. Genevra is currently attending graduate school and I spend most of my time at home with Ari who was born April 10, 2006. I'm the owner/operator of a small business, FirstPersonAstrology.com. Incidentally, Ariana is an Aries with a Pisces rising and a Virgo moon.

Genevra and I met while working for the Neo-Futurists, a well known Chicago theater company. We hired her a couple of years after I was cast in 1999. She and I were friends who were very fond of each other, but had not considered each other romantically until we were both single and our personal histories somehow made it inevitable beyond our control.

I left the Neo-Futurists in 2005, around the same time my wife did. I loved the place and the people, but I was tired of theatre, two-minute plays and even of performing in general.

I am from a town called Billerica, MA, which is just outside of Lowell. I went to college at Fitchburg State and studied English Literature. In my junior year, I acted on stage for the first time in a student production of The Marriage of Bette and Boo. From there I split my interest between theater and filmmaking. I have no formal training in either.

I applied to NYU's graduate film program. Out of 800 or so applicants, I made it into a cut of 40, but then bombed my interview so horrendously that I did not make it into the final cut of 20. (When I say bombed, I mean I couldn't even answer the question: "what kind of films do you want to make?")

After those plans fell through, I decided to get into theater as an immediate way to keep myself active in the arts while I either prepared to apply again, or found some way of making a full-length feature worth anything. After immersing myself in a comedy troupe that my friend Andy Hannah and I started called Grand Malarkey, I began contemplating a move to someplace that was more theatre-friendly. Boston is a terrible theatre town.

I did not want to move to New York, and even though I still had dreams of getting back into film, Los Angeles never sounded at all appealing--even my friends who live there complain about it. And I hear they don't have much of a theatre scene. So I considered Chicago.

Some months later, my girlfriend at the time won a full scholarship to the University of Chicago, so I decided that Chicago should be the place. Actually, I hesitated over the move for a few months until my brother died in February of 1999. Something about his death really propelled me to move on my career.

I moved to Hyde Park with my then-girlfriend in July of 1999. I temped for a while and tried to absorb as much as I could of my surroundings, not pushing myself too hard to audition. In October I felt ready. The first place I auditioned for was The Neo-Futurists and I was cast. After that, I only auditioned when invited, which is not that often--twice in fact: Roadworks and Steppenwolf, and I didn't get hired by either of them. I can't believe I bought all those headshots before I left Massachusetts. I used one, and for an unpretentious company that would have accepted a polaroid if I'd given them one.

At some point during my work in Too Much Light Makes The Baby Go Blind, I decided that I didn't want to be an actor. I mean, I like performing. It's fun. And I do miss acting--as in playing characters and pretending to be some place that I'm not. But the life of an actor is not at all for me: all that auditioning and working on projects that suck. I met lots of actors and they're obviously meant for it, made from a more durable stuff I think. Talent-wise, I think that I could have had a decent run in Chicago as an actor. Personality-wise, it never would have happened. I got called in to audition for a commercial once (okay, so I was invited three times) and all the people there were so tense and focused. The male part had only two lines, the female part, one; yet everyone was grabbing each other and asking to run lines in the hallway. I just got really tired, and I kept looking around at all the people there who cared so much and wanted it so badly. I thought to myself "if I get this, I'm going to feel bad about it." Again, I didn't get the part.

I decided that writing was what I would primarily focus on, as the life of a writer is much more tolerable to me (except for the day after a review comes out). I enjoyed directing a lot. I really got a lot out of directing A 60-Minute History of Humankind. For that production, I was able to surround myself with specialists who did all these things that either I can't do, or don't do nearly as well. When you're not doing everything yourself, I think directing is really fun. You find people who can tap into your vision and who can then communicate to you within the context of your vision, rather than the specifics of their area of expertise. That kind of directing really turns me on. I loved walking into the theater a few days before the show opened and being bombarded by set constructors, my designer, my producer, my lighting designer, my stage manager--each one of them wanting to talk about their jobs within the context of my vision. At several points I had to stop and wonder how I got so many people to pitch in and make something like that happen.

And then I got tired of performing Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind, and writing for it. I wanted to move onto something better. In theatre (and I am biased, I admit) I don't think there would have been a better gig for me than working with the Neo-Futurists, so it simply made sense to leave theater altogether. My last performance was in the fall of 2005, at the Neo-Futurarium, after the last performance of Daredevils!, which, fittingly, was some of the most fun I've ever had in a show.

My wife and I also wanted to move our new little family on to something bigger and better. Around that time--during the summer of 2005--Genevra's grandmother passed away, leaving us (in a roundabout kind of way) a house in Carbondale that is close to Southern Illinois University. We decided to change our lives drastically, all at once. We moved from the city, began renovating this 1883 folk Victorian which was heavily remodeled by Genevra's great-grandfather in 1905, and we got Genevra pregnant on our first try. (I do hate to brag, but that was pretty sweet.) I decided to apply to grad school and become a teacher of creative writing at the college level.

Everything but my getting into grad school worked out pretty well. It wasn't the right program for me. Genevra decided to pursue her program early (Educational Psychology) while I stayed at home with Ari, continued to write my column for Time Out Chicago, renovated the home and worked on anything else I could cook up.

After Time Out decided to move away from a horoscope page in mid 2007, I surprised myself by feeling the urge to continue the pursuit of professional astrology. I launched FirstPersonAstrology.com in the fall of 2007 with the madly ambitious hope of creating a niche market for custom weekly horoscopes based on the exact birth times of every subscriber.

I was also commissioned by Rough and Tumble (a San Francisco-based theatre company) to write a new play, which should be ready for its world premier in late summer 2008. This officially took my theatre carreer out of retirement.

My life is in many ways simpler and in many ways much more complicated. I finally know what it's like to have a baby, and it's pretty amazing and terrifying. I find most of the clichés are true, but not all of them.

I haven't been to a movie in a while but now I can rewire my bathroom and when working have taken to wearing overalls in the cooler weather. Seriously. Ari is tremendous and incredibly cute.

Owning a home is also amazing and terrifying. Life never really gets better, it just changes. Every milestone comes with some unforeseen setbacks. But this is a good thing.

I suggest you love what you have now. That never means you won't improve or change your life, it just means you're already there. That is, you're where you wanted to be a few years ago, and in a few years you're going to be elsewhere. Love here, now. And then when you're there, love there as much as you loved here. That's it.

It's all good.