My Nights at the Improv

Lizzie feels like she's on a thirty-second delay. That's how long it always takes for the brilliant thing she should have said to pop into her head—thirty seconds for her brain to catch up with her life. But Lizzie's never been one to take risks—not with her mom, who worries so much, and especially not now that she's the new kid at school. But once a week Lizzie hides out in the auditorium and watches five strangers in a theater class learn the art of improvisation, where there are no lines, no script—just making it up as they go along. How do they do it? Lizzie wonders. Not just on stage, but in life, too...