Over my lifetime I leaned many things from Elizabeth Taylor. I learned how to face life straight on and survive the hard times. I learned that it was a blessing to be different. I learned that kindness and honesty and being the real you brings unexpected rewards. I learned by…
Category: Short Stories
A HARD DAY’S NIGHT Imagine a time before you were born. Imagine a dowdy old university town on the East Coast somewhere in the nineteen-sixties. Imagine a boy and a girl living there. These two, let’s call them Becky and Steve, spoon-fed each other fantasy. Their days…
Which yore? Judging from the attire and upturned color I’d say it was the early 1980s. I’m pretending to be my glamorous fashionista aunt, no doubt, chin up, hips turned slightly for the camera. Too bad I wasn’t dressed in a 1950s Dior, but then I never would have made…
I have been contemplating, and not my navel, for the past couple days and have been absent from my post. Soon (ish) I’ll be back chattering and responding to your comments which I apologize for neglecting. I might have something profound to say about social networking — but probably not…
Apologies if I’ve offended you, or if these are among your favorite movies… The message I gleaned from both films is: *** ballet kills. *** Really? So, if you dance, have talent, discipline, drive, and receive thunderous applause for your efforts you will lose love, go mad, and plunge to…
I thought I was going to lay low blog-wise while I was recuperating, but I had to blurt this one out. First a disclaimer; Dusty Anderson (model who married a director) pictured here in some kind of fifties romper in front of a Los Angeles oil field — is not…
Let me just say, when you’re scheduling your posts and you slot in something for August 32nd, you know you’re perimenopausal. If, when getting ready for an evening out, and after you squint at your face in the mirror to bring your lipsticked visage into focus you are shocked to…