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The minutiae of a writer’s life
This is so typical of the scraps to which writers must cling in order to convince themselves that they are writers, and not hobbyists or imposters. I don’t know why actors have no problem with this. An actor may never … Continue reading
Art Isn’t Easy, by Daniel Okrent
I’d have to go through my playbills and figure out when it was that Stephen Sondheim and his husband sat down next to my friend. He (Sondheim, not my friend), died in late 2021 so I’m thinking it was before … Continue reading
Complaints and suggestions
I think I’m going to keep here, and add many more items over time, all the things the local, state and federal governments need to do that they should have done a long time ago, but are too busy raising … Continue reading
Getting angry at a demented person.
By me. A long time friend — a short black woman who always described herself, jokingly, as a “poor black child from Harlem,” asked me in… roughly… 1999, maybe 2000, to be her executor of her will — actually what … Continue reading
It’s just lies, all the way down.
With apologies to the joke told through the ages in various forms. The joke, which is really just a reaction to an ancient belief that the world rested on the back of seven elephants, goes something like this: An astronomer … Continue reading
Next year’s words.
I think when I am finally able to start writing again, I am going to keep this little saying or aphorism by T.S. Eliot in my wallet, laminated, and look at it every so often to remind myself that I … Continue reading
This would could get me in trouble
But as people get more and more frustrated they start to devolve into the usual homophobic, female-phobic tropes, and they start using the same insults as conservatives. So we get JD Vance prettied up as a fat woman drag queen. … Continue reading
The Christians Are Coming. By Thomas Cook
I think that I’ve always harbored a fear of the Christian need to proselytize from having grown up in a “Born Again” fundamentalist family (only 1 of whom, by the way, believed it — the patriarch of course.) But living … Continue reading
Mommie Dearest, by Christina Crawford
I saw this was re-issued for its 40th Anniversary, having spawned a now-considered Camp classic movie, a musical, a sequel or two, a Joan Crawford fan club which doubles as a Christina bashing free for all, the destruction of one … Continue reading
Eddington, by Ari Aster
The poster for Eddington vaguely resembles the famous Apocalypse Now poster, (which I used to own, until I sold all my movie posters to Posteratiti.) In this apocalypse, the apocalyptic event is, basically, Covid and our horrific response to it. … Continue reading