I just read your review of Twelfth Night (City List, 1/19), and was troubled by your implication that I had been drinking during the show. It was not my best night, but to suggest I was drunk is just plain careless. I performed even though I was so ill I could barely make my entrances. When I entered running in the wedding dress and fell against the wall, that was not the blocking. It was an accident—and I bruised a rib and had contusions and whiplash, so I finished the show in great pain.

You are more than welcome to find fault with my acting, but my professionalism, no.

Mount Pleasant