When I was 10 I first read The Forgotten Beasts of Eld. I think I probably read the book a dozen or more times that decade. It was for me […]
Yellow. But not the color of daisies and crayons. More like neon green, but yellow and not neon. The colors together are pretty, but that kind of pretty you’re supposed to think is ugly. Not that colors are… ugly.
I could hear the urgency as Mom and the other woman talked; I don’t remember, but I think I just didn’t care enough to strain through the fog to hear what they said. There was activity around finding the nearest hospital – needing it to be Kaiser (our insurance), and orders that I had to stay awake.
Every year at this time I think “my god that was a crazy busy year, next year will be so much lighter,” and since it’s an annual thought, that means it’s never actually a lighter year. This year was one of the busiest I’ve ever had. It was a blessing of projects and artistic challenges. Whether I was out of my comfort zone performing for the first time in 30 years or accepting a leadership role in an established theatre company or more familiar ground with directing staged readings for ReproRights and PCSF, the year has been full of intense experiences and a lot of laughter and delight with new creative relationships around every corner.
Today we kick off the writing for I SAW IT and ZERO HOUR. As I write this, Jennifer is working on sending us our first assignments – or subtopics – […]