August 20, 2012

This is it.  This is the moment after things start to change. It’s a Monday, August 2012.  A normal day.  We’re gearing up at work because the school term is about to start again. I’m trying to push on the screenplay before things get too frantic.  Worried, worried because I’m meeting with my producer on … Read more

Mini-Break!!

In celebration of the fact that I turned in a full draft of my script this week (!!) and that Paul doesn’t have to work on his movie.  And because it’s been a pretty heavy event-laden couple weeks, and because it will be in the triple digits inside our house by afternoon, there is loud … Read more

Waiting to Inhale

The kid  stands near the door of the bus, unlit cigarette one hand, his lighter in the other. He turns the lighter over in his hand, puts it in his pocket, takes it out again. He looks ahead to the stop.  In a minute, after this red light, after this car passes, and the next–in … Read more

Goodbye to an Era, and Tom and Echo…

I came to LA “the first time,” in the mid-nineties.  Friends from the theatre department at Indiana were already out here.  I got many of my first jobs in the city via friends of friends.  I had a network that, looking back, I think I didn’t really realize or appreciate…And, we created a theatre company!  … Read more

Just Another Writing Weekend

Friday: Pretty productive.Saturday: Really long, probably because I don’t know what to write, but I can’t do anything else, and now when I’m thinking about it I literally fall asleep.  So write 30 minutes, sleep an hour, repeat.And all during the day on Saturday I thought, if I can just get through this, maybe I … Read more

Weekend at Home / BIG ANNOUNCEMENT

(This is a pretty boring post with a BIG ANNOUNCEMENT buried about halfway through.  I’ll TYPE IN CAPS when we get to it, so you can skim without fear of missing it.) Did I mention Paul got in a accident and totaled one of our cars?  That happened. A few weeks ago.  Everyone is fine, … Read more

Things They Found in the Attic – Part 6

Letters to my father from novelist John Fowles.   Lyme Regis, December 24th 1967 Dear Gene, Glad to hear that your project is now ‘in the can’ as the movie-makers say.  I should be very happy to read it, if you have a photostat or something you can send. I’ve lost typescripts across the Atlantic, so … Read more