my name is bree lowdermilk. i’ve been writing musicals ever since i was a kid. i always named characters really fast, i just wanted to jump to the moment when they start singing. 🤷♀️ but for the past two years, i have had the painful, profound and humbling experience of not knowing my own name.
it feels easy and obvious now: my name is bree. my pronouns are she/her or they/them. i’m a transfemme non-binary human.
i’m so grateful for the patience of my friends, family, teachers, queers & collaborators who let me sit in the not-knowing.
i feel lucky to be here, i feel lucky to be alive. i saw “bree lowdermilk” on a poster for a new show and i burst into tears of joy.
i’m terrified of trying to update my name in all of the places on the internet where it lives. of thousands of pieces of sheet music that are mine, but not attributed to me. i’m scared of looking like i have a fractured identity, when i feel so certain of who i am.
but this is the lesson, right? patience.
for two years i did not know my own name.
bree.
that’s it.
it’s bree.
ok, now for the singing.
