Living Without Him

Except for a few moments lately, and getting back into the series (to finish the book), I feel like I've almost forgotten about him.

Certainly, I've forgotten what it is like to HAVE him in my mind. (And sadly, it's not a feeling I miss).  When I list the things in my mind, work and new friends there, and the politics and the projects, maybe it's 5/7ths of my life. 70% of my brain?  I've been VERY good about keeping a bit of MYSELF for my sanity.

I've moved on from him. And the guy after that.  And the guy after that.  And now there's another (or 2 more).  Thinking about this script is like thinking about a memory.  I need to make it more alive.

Everything is quiet in the background. But I still hear him talking.

A Picture of His Nose

I can't remember the last time I loved him.

I saw a black & white picture of his nose.  And somewhere in my mind, I saw the face as a stranger's. 

I didn't recognize him.

I didn't remember being in love. Didn't remember his voice, it what I loved about him, or when.

It was strange to everyone.  Especially me. And the me I used to be.

The Big Broadcaster

It wasn't just that lots of big people died, it was that the news didn't stop.

Lots of musicians, but a stroke, a husband, and Rich Conaty on Dec 30.

http://www.wfuv.org/content/rich-conaty-1954-2016

He was a living, exciting, vital link to the music of the 20's and 30's.

Why is it that being on the listening end of a 40 year conversation is so amazingly transformative? As if he was a bigger part of life than we realized.

I wil admit (brag) about proposing to him. It was kind of a casual joke, but he loved going out to Bed & Breakfasts, so he came up to my hometown.  I was on crutches, he drove his fancy car, and with all the snow, it was especially hard to park.

I miss him already.

Gilmore Girl Con

In the extended reboot series, Rory has a one night stand with a Wookie she met in line (we do not get to meet this guy).

Later, when she is pressed for innovative story ideas for an online article-of-the-moment, she offers up her experience.  And is then told it is passé.

She then feels as if she is "behind". As if everyone has already gone through this stage of life. 

As if it is a requirement to have your fun at a Comic Con. And if you never go, it is important to know what you've missed. And how dismissable it is. 

Or not.

I think that Comic Cons surprise people, and irbid the surprise that people tend to give short shrift to. Surprised by Joy, indeed.

Performance & Publication!

Big month!! 

Published a short story in the Morris- Jumel Mansion Anthology ("The Making of A Modern Woman")

And doing a monologue from my series of short stories currently called "Imaginary Friends and Other Enemies" (info below)

GOLDEN FLEECE LTD.
THE COMPOSERS CHAMBER THEATRE
Lou Rodgers, Producing Artistic Director

presents

THE ARGONAUT SERIES

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
SUNDAY, OCTOBER 30, 2016 AT 8:00 PM
ARGONAUT SERIES #74 (PLAYWRIGHTS IN PROGRESS)

Presenting Playwrights:

Sal Anzalone
Stuart R. Brown
Julia Genoveva
Lou Rodgers
Tammy Rose

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Studios 353
353 West 48th Street (between 8th and 9th Avenues), 2nd Floor, New York, NY

FOR RESERVATIONS AND INFORMATION, CALL (212) 691-6105.

Minecraft Con

At work, someone took time off to fly to California.

To volunteer at a Minecraft Con.

Because "why not?"

And because everyone has their THING.

(He's quiet, but now he exists at a whole new level of interesting for me now.  He has a GROUP)

The Play's The Thing

Working on plays, novels, blogs and mostly work work lately.

The characters are still alive, however.  No worries.