Thursday, March 21, 2013

I spoke to you in cautious tones

You answered me with no pretense

And still I feel I said too much

My silence is my self defense

Some of you have noticed I’ve been posting songs and tagging them #For Lizzie. I typically refrain from talking about Lizzie’s inner world; my posting of these songs is the most that I have broken from that position until now. I have also not discussed my acting process, which I’m going to do a little bit here, so if that’s not something that interests you, stop reading now. (You can still listen to the song. I know I never say no to Billy Joel.) 

Our last shooting day (eps 93-100) was an interesting challenge because Lizzie is having a very internal struggle that she is trying (though sometimes failing) not to share with her viewers. She knows who one likely viewer is, and she’s terrified of her feelings for him, convinced that he doesn’t return them and she should get over him. She doesn’t do a great job of that. Lizzie is sometimes blind, willfully so, in this case I think, because the truth scares her too much. There is too much at risk. 

As I prepped for the shoot day, I put on a mix of emotion-evoking songs I started making years ago (and add to periodically), skipping through and listening to the songs that hit me in a meaningful way for Lizzie. I have been posting some of these songs; others include songs about losing people, being hurt, and saying goodbye. I had to pack a whole month of Lizzie losing sleep, crying, feeling frustrated, being in denial, feeling confused, angry, hopeful, scared, trying to distract herself, etc, into that last shoot, all while she tries to deny her feelings to everyone, most importantly herself.

I was struggling with the moment in ep 98 when Darcy tells her that he took down the website for her. In the book, she is silent, and he proceeds to tell her his feelings haven’t changed. In our version, afraid he’ll think her feelings come from a sense of debt, she searches for words and comes up with, “My gratitude is there and always will be.” I knew in the moment she wanted to say more but wasn’t sure how, but it still didn’t feel quite right to me. Then, as I skipped through this old mix of mine, I came to “And So It Goes,” by Billy Joel.

But if my silence made you leave

Then that would be my worst mistake

Suddenly, this moment fell into place. To me, this is one of the greatest love songs of all time, because it acknowledges the terrible truth that falling in love with someone, in addition to being wonderful, is saying, “Here, I trust you with this fragile part of me, and I accept that by giving you this part of myself, I am also giving you the power to devastate me.”

In that moment, Lizzie can’t. She’s too scared. The glimmer of hope makes it even more terrifying, and then he says they’re not friends, and she thinks she was right. And then she says she wants to be friends, and almost says more, but still, she doesn’t have the words. Our talkative Lizzie, and she can’t say it. The risk is too great.

So I would choose to be with you

That’s if the choice were mine to make

Then Darcy - dear, brave Darcy - says what she cannot, and she doesn’t have to say anything. Lizzie, who talks through every problem, says nothing, but acts, and says more than any words could with a kiss.

But you can make decisions too

And you can have this heart to break

Sunday, March 17, 2013
Saturday, March 16, 2013
Friday, March 15, 2013

I pushed you down deep in my soul for too long

Thursday, March 14, 2013
Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Some things are not better left unsaid

Where do they go? 

Some things are not better left in my head 

Where do they go? 

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

You say too late to start with your heart in a headlock

You know you’re better than this

Monday, March 11, 2013
Sunday, March 10, 2013