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Jul 08

A day OFF

Wow… I’ve had the whole day off to do… whatever I wanted… and it seems time has actually, literally, (and impossibly) slowed down a little to help turn this into one long relaxing day indeed.

I can’t believe it.

And right now it’s raining and thundering outside and it’s beautiful.  It’s the kind of day that makes me want to read…

But instead, I’ve mostly just been in my pajamas editing photos that I took of my dear friend Ann Marie… want a sneak peak?

It feels really good to be able to work with my photography again – it’s been a little while.  I snuck some really pretty pics in a few weeks ago of my brother’s girlfriend, Kaiti, but I still haven’t had time to play with them at all!  In fact, all my creative energies have been focused on directing Completely Hollywood (Abridged) and while it’s been a great time, I desperately needed to do something of my own again – I can’t wait to get back to the keys and my most recent play, and I have missed my camera!

But even then, I’m not exactly in the photography game out here… It’s one thing I really miss about being in LA – I enjoyed taking people’s headshots and it was always (okay, almost – like 97% -always) nice enough outside to just walk out the door and start clicking.  Here, it’s so damn hot and then so damn cold, that you’re really limited by the seasons on what you can do outdoors… hence, you need a studio.

And I haven’ t had one.

But after Cason and I cleaned out the big room at my parents’s house and have been using it to teach our acting class in, well – it’s a great fit for a little photography studio.  I’d really like to get myself set up in there soon and be able to start doing some more serious photography work over here, because I’ve let it slide to the proverbial bottom of my list till now, and I miss it.

Anyway, let me know what you think of the pics.  I’m super happy with how they turned out.  That’s one NICE thing about not being in LA… less a call for standard headshots and more room for playful, artistic portrait work.

If I can get that studio set up :)

Oh, and on another note – the play is up and running and people are digging it!  I’m super excited and proud of the show, and super SUPER excited to have some time back in my calendar (after this weekend) for more days like today.

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Jun 28

In Which I Bitch

This week has just begun and it already sucks BALLZ!  We are in tech and haven’t got enough time to put me in that comfy place…

But isn’t that just directing?

Plus I’m working at my J-O-B (the one that actually pays me) and I’ve got website stuff to do, and I’ve finally broken through on a play snafu that’s been plaguing me, but I don’t know when I’ll be able to actually sit down and try to implement the fix because I’mSoDAMNBusy this week!

So instead, I’m taking a moment to vent here, because Director’s Hat Tiffany is Pissed-to-the-Extreme.

(pant, pant, pant)

Which isn’t to say that he show won’t work – IT TOTALLY WORKS- we just have to get it all nice and synchish/pretty before our Press Night on Sunday and that means a lot of people have to be ready to go with their stuff after only 1 or 2 opportunities to actually DO what they’re going to be doing…

And that makes me crazy.

So, you know… THEATRE.

It’s always a miracle – sometimes just more than others.

Okay… I think… I feel better…

I THINK

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Jun 18

New Stuff

Wow – Where did I go?!

I knew it had been a while since I’d written, but I didn’t realize it was ELEVEN DAYS!  I’m sorry… time has just been in short supply lately.

And honestly, I’ve just stopped by to share some of what I’ve been working on with you… so even this post will be a little lean.

I’m directing a play in Prescott (I know, I know… directing?  I’m all over the place lately!)  and it opens July 7th. It should be a lot of fun, but it’s one of the main time – eaters that has been competing for writing and sleeping and sanity hours lately. Anyway, I’m excited about it, so if you’re in town you should buy a ticket and come out for a good laugh.

Meanwhile, I’ve also been working on getting the site up for Little Black Dress Ink.  It’s been a long time coming – ever since I realized that if I was going to continue to be an impatient wench about things theatrical, I’d best see what I could do to get something up on my own.  This is the first step – and of course I’m focused (at this point) on female playwrights since I’m a female playwright and I want to help out the cause as best I can :)  I’d love to have you check out the site… Chances are I’ll be splitting time between that blog and this, and cross posting stuff that involves playwriting.  I’ll also be posting info about each of the playwrights who are part of the Dirty Laundry festival and they’ll be guest blogging for the site… It’s pretty cool!

And that’s about all I’ve got for today – I did get a great first revision done on Jane Doe and sent that off last week to the producers considering the play for production – so THINK HAPPY SUCCESSFUL PRODUCTION THOUGHTS for me and my little play-baby!

Cheers!

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Jun 02

And… we breathe

Okay… That last post was a bit of a downer.

But two things have helped lift me from the dredges:  Copious amounts of chocolate and some proper sleep.

I knew I wasn’t sleeping much last weekend – I was up till 3 or 4 a.m. four nights in a row – and what sleep I did get was crap.  I don’t know why I was plagued with such a nasty bought of insomnia, but I think it had to do with all the stress and cleaning and what-such.

In any case, I’m happy to say I’ve gotten three beautifully full nights of sleep since then, eaten a ton of peanut M&M’s (which are the best) and – amazingly enough – I feel a ton better.

But I’m still pretty damn busy.

So I’ll blog again soon – and I’m almost ready to share the Fella and I’s (God, that can’t be correct grammar, but it sounds so fun) new little project site with you…

 

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May 25

The (somewhat) Evil-ution of Love

Who saw Bridesmaids this weekend?  Well, if you haven’t, you SHOULD.  It’s hilarious, it has heart, and it has been touching a nerve with every woman I know…

Let’s back up.

When I was 20 and heartbroken in a strange city called Los Angeles, I thought I was in for a lifetime of misery… how could ANYTHING ever feel brighter or sunnier now that the color had been sapped from my world?  (I know, I know, I was a bit melodramatic)  I had no idea what was in store for me, for I had leapt head-first after an actor’s dream and was reaping the rewards; uncertainty, fun furious friendships that hardly ever (re: only twice) deepened into anything reliable, expensive surroundings, wacky adventures, and a lot – I mean A LOT – of growing the fuck up whether or not I thought I needed to.

I made some amazing friends, and I sufffered a few more amazing hertbreaks, and I kept getting on with my life… I evolved, I changed, and I turned into a 30-something year-old with a whole different perspective…  A 30-something year-old that I can honestly say that I’m pretty damn happy about being.

But the process doesn’t stop.

We are all of us continually moving.

Continually progressing (or so we hope).

And so, as a (insert previously mentioned age here) year-old, I find myself having lots of conversations about my dear friend’s husbands and babies (on one side of the coin) along with lots of conversations about my dear friend’s broken hearts and exes on the other.

Love, it seems, is also perpetually in motion… and it can shape us like no other.

And so, as I sat in the theatre this weekend watching Kristen Wig squirm under the pressure of “losing” her best friend to wedding insanity whilst her own life slid further and further down the toilet, I could not help but sympathize, shed some tears, and wax poetic about what it all means…

It seems that, when we are younger, we run headfirst into love, rubbing our happy little faces in all of its glowing glory… We dance with it, sleep next to it, and wear it on rainy days.  It seems that the world has blessed us with an impenetrable cloak of bliss.

But how do we tend to it?  Oft not as well as we should…

So often those first spells of love bear the brunt of our inexperience such that we burn it to the nubs, over-extend it, and leave with ourselves nearly ruined and wondering just how the hell something so beautiful (and seemingly invincible) had died such an ignoble death…

I think it’s only with time that we start to learn better how to care for Love when it comes… we learn our foibles, we get better at spotting the foibles of others… we try to make the most of the time between loves to grow…

So that the next time we are better, and thus better deserving, of love.

I think back over my experiences with romance and disappointment and I can see where some of the growing pains took place.  I can see some of the lessons that at the time were but a faint promise of future understanding… I can look at my heart and trace its battle scars, but also see where it is much, much stronger – and I don’t mean stronger in its ability to take abuse, I mean stronger it its ability to love.

For we’re not just learning how to pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and jump back under another bus… We are learning how to better connect with the people that move us, how to hold out for the good stuff, how to better love those who love us back.

And all of this is not to infer that Bridesmaids is a trip down Chick Brain Lane- oh no… but it IS a movie about what it’s like to be a friend, what it’s like to be a woman in the world, what it means to be loved and to let yourself be loved, to love back selflessly and with grace, and what it feels like to grow the fuck up; awkward, sweaty, painful, and brilliantly (sometimes inappropriately) hilarious.

 

 

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May 22

INFJ

Sooooo, I don’t know if it’s my writerly fascination with human nature that inspires me to tackle various personality quizzes when presented with them, but in looking for a Meyer’s Briggs test for a class assignment, I stumbled on HumanMetrics .  The site offers a variety of tests, but the Meyer’s Briggs offers you a typology that you can then read up on and amaze yourself with.  I am an INFJ and found the evaluation amazingly on target!  So, if you’ve got about 20 minutes, click on over and see what your type is… and then tell me!  I’m super curious :)

(And I’m going to get back on the blogging track this week, I promise!  Thanks for hanging in here!)

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May 18

I know, I know…

It’s been a few days, and I’ve been completely neglecting you!  And I’m not here to write a grand catch-all either, but, rather than continue to ignore you, I’ll give you some bullet points:

  • It’s freaking cold over here.  I mean, below 40 degrees cold – and it’s MAY 18TH!  I’m not saying I want to get scorched, but I’d kind of gotten excited about packing up and putting away my sweaters for a while instead of schlepping to work in boots, a scarf, and leather coat as Toto and Dorothy swirled around me in the cold rain and ridiculous wind.
  • I’m SO enjoying my most recent read: The Instructions.  I am basically reading it in bits and stolen pieces, but it is such a compelling book.  The characters are rich, the main character incredibly complex and charismatic – to the point of making you forgive him his violence and perspective… I can’t wait to see what happens next!  It’s been a while since I’ve felt that way about a book.
  • I’m directing a play and it’s amazing to me how different that hat is from playwriting, yet it seems intrinsically connected.  I’m having fun though, and it’s going to be a super fun show.  But wow, the time commitment!  I’m a zombie.
  • Speaking of zombies – I had a dream the other night that Alex Baldwin was leading myself and loved ones to safety in a zombie-apocolypse world, and I had to negotiate with gnomes to join our resistance.  I obviously had too much imagination stirring at that point.  The best part though?  As I was FLYING over zombies, en route to the gnomes (flying like I was magic, not in a plane) I thought to myself “This would make a GREAT movie, only, who would believe it?”  Hahahahah – um, no one, dream-version-of-me, NO. ONE.
  • The playwriting class I’ve been teaching is almost over – I’m bummed to see it wrap up, but happy with the progress that the participants have made.  I’m also kind of excited about getting my Wednesdays back… for a while… until I turn them over to rehearsal for the play I’m directing.  (sigh)
  • Cason and I will be teaching an acting class in P-town starting in June.  I’m super excited about it :)

And that about wraps up the latest here…. I promise to try and get back here with something better than a list of random updates soon!  Hope all is well in your fishbowls :)

 

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Apr 25

MIA

Sorry, sorry… I know I’ve been absent.  I’ve been pretty busy with work and life and going to see Mumford and Son’s this weekend spurned a real live “Thank GOD I’m not attached to my computer this weekend” weekend that brought peace to my soul!

I think I spend too much time on this thing, but so much of what I do is centered around it… so I love my little Mac-Mac, but I do get tired of being chained to technology…

Hence, the glorious break of a few days.

Anyway, all this lead up to a lot of blank space, because I’m working on a new project… something I’m very excited about, but which will take up a considerable amount of time.  Add to that I’m teaching a class on Weds. and directing a play and doing some rewrites and… well, you understand don’t you?

I promise though – if I have to slack on consistency, I will try to make it up to you in quality!  I love this blog, and I adore when you visit it, so don’t give up on me!

xoxo

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Mar 24

Dead Skunk

There is a dead skunk decomposing along the shoulder of the road I MUST traverse EVERY TIME I come home.  Below is a transcription of the degradation of my thoughts as I’ve driven by it day, after day, after day…

Day 1:
Oh, look at that… poor thing!  I hope it’s in skunky heaven now, and that all of it’s babies/nephews/grandskunks/and skunk-friends have learned by example:  ”Look both ways before you cross the streets, rodentia!”  Are skunks rodents?  I don’t know… But really, they are pretty things.  And that one is HUGE.  I bet it was King/Queen of the Skunk-Castle.  WHOA!  Holdin’ my breath now… Whew.  Poor (stinky) thing!

Day 2:
Oh, oh, forgot, I forgot about the skunk… Yep, right up the ol’ nostrils there.  Wow.  W-O-o-O-W!

Day 3:
Ah-ah… Didn’t get me today, didja?  DIDJA?!  Bam, held my breath like an Olympic Ath-lete!  (moment of awkward silence) Hmmm, now I feel bad… it’s not the skunk’s fault it’s dead.  Poor, big, fluffy, stinky thing.  I wonder if it sprayed in fright before whatever it was that hit it hit, OR if the thing that hit it just ravaged its scent glands so badly that the scent is spread all over the place like this… I’m sorry, that’s a weird thought. I’m sorry for thinking weird thoughts about your scattered scent glands, whilst you’re skunking around Skunky Heaven.  You Poor Thing.

Day 4:
Jeeeeeesus, you’re STILL here?

Day 5:
OhMyGodWhyHasn’tAnyoneGottenRidOfTheBodyYet?!   MY NOSE !  It BURNS!!!!!

Day 6:
Fuck you Skunk!

Day 7:
This isn’t natural… the thing is going to turn zombie any day now…
But it if does, I hope it drags itself somewhere isolated and digs itself a grave way below what is reasonable.  I mean, surely its been watching from Skunky Heaven and is getting tired of its bodies desecration… It WANTS to come back and haunt its carcass away for proper passing.

Please… please Little-Big-Skunk?

Do it for me?

(whimper, whimper…. gasp)

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Mar 14

SPRING BREAK!

I have a list a mile long of things I’d like to get done this week… but on top of all of that is this word “FUN” – because although it would be super great to get some of these things off my list, I need to also relax and get my happy feet back under me – I’m embarassed to say, the past couple weeks were so full of activity that I was clomping around in a total funk last week, and that’s not fun for ANYONE.

Which is why there is a Vegas escape penned in to this week’s itinerary, and I am SUPER happy about it :)

I’m also going to *try* to clean up my office, because, let’s face it, it’s disgustingly cluttered.

BUT,  before I get all “This is my list of crap to do” on you, let’s talk about how much fun yesterday was…

You see, I drove myself down to Phoenix for a little (much needed) Tiffany time – which meant I wanted to meander amongst colorful garments and shoes and possibly purchase an item or two.  And I brought my book so I could read delightfuly over lunch somewhere.

It was GLORIOUS.

(And I did buy a few things that made me smile when I tried them on)

Overall though, the trip was just good for my soul – good to get out of town, and good to spend some time with myself and the shopping masses.

So, here I sit, a few days into vacation (plus a few new sun-dresses and t-shirts) and although I’m putting a few hours towards the “Work” today, I’m doing it feeling a bit more restored than were I to have begun it on Saturday.

Maybe by the end of the week, I’ll be back to my fully operational/non-funky/smiling self…

 

 

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