From: http://www.johnwilkesbooth.org/blog/

Subject: A Mediocre Actor Am I?

As most of you well know by now (thanks to the consistent reporting over at the Unofficial John Wilkes Booth Fan Club) I have been acting out of the Arch Street Theatre here in Philadelphia.

The environment has not felt nurturing to say the least.

I am not getting along with William Fredericks, the acting and stage manager here at Arch Street. He has it out for me, along with the rest of the actors here. Forgotten lines and missed cues are common mistakes in the world of acting. Why they must single yours truly out each time a mistake is made is anyone’s guess. I am finding myself getting increasingly frustrated with Fredericks—doesn’t he know how tough it is being an actor? I suspect they are whispering about me behind my back.

But before I forget—here is my new head shot:

John Wilkes Booth—“Dramatic”

The above head shot showcases my dramatic side, which I use to perform in plays by Shakespeare and the like. I enjoy such dramatic pursuits. Aaah, drama.

Back to Arch Street. I know that all I can do is my best. But the art of theatre is filled with disappointment. But then again, my colleagues should support me. They have it out for me, I suspect. They are, if I must be so bold to say—evil. There are times I look at them that I see red: the red that one associates with the devil. Isn’t it strange, I have often wondered, how one cannot spell the word devil without e, v, i, and I.

Something should be done about these unsupportive colleagues of mine.

However, dear readers—I would love your opinion on this second head shot I recently commissioned a photographer to take of me…

John Wilkes Booth: “Comedic”

For those comedic roles—this picture showcases the lighthearted side of yours truly. The silly, carefree, happy side.

Weatley’s Arch Street Theatre is small potatoes. Do not think that my goal is to stay here and perform alongside malcontents in a jealous rage. Fame, it seems, does not visit this part of the country. Now, Ford’s Theatre—that would be a wonderful place to go, with (I suspect) very little drama of the offstage variety. Where anger would step aside in the name of entertainment.

Sometimes I just want to teach them all a lesson.

Nonetheless—in the meantime, please write me with your thoughts on my new investment—the wonderful head shots of which I have previously highlighted. A third version, my “angry” head shot, can be viewed here.