Hello, The gentleman pictured here is the director William Wyler. He is working on Mrs. Miniver, released in 1942. I love this photo. I love its intensity. Which leads me… Read more Jung can kiss my archetypal ass. →
Unlike Titania I have no fairies to sing me to sleep or to enact vermin control by incantation. If you’re wondering what daft line of thought I’m following I will… Read more Weaving spiders, come not here. Hence, you long legged spinners, hence! →
HOLLYWOOD & MINE By Susannah Corwin “People in the East pretend to be interested in how pictures are made, but if you actually tell them anything, you find they are… Read more “Billie? Your name’s Billie?” He seemed surprised I was a girl… →
HOLLYWOOD & MINE By Susannah Corwin “People in the East pretend to be interested in how pictures are made, but if you actually tell them anything, you find they are… Read more I found myself doing something that if I hadn’t been so high would have confirmed the nagging feeling that I wasn’t exactly making the best use of my time at college →
HOLLYWOOD & MINE By Susannah Corwin “People in the East pretend to be interested in how pictures are made, but if you actually tell them anything, you find they are… Read more Feeling as sensuous and sophisticated as the woman who romped with Louis XV… →
You know how I am about word derivations, I find them fascinating. Long time no see may be something coined from a clumsy 1930s Hollywood attempt to mimic the English… Read more long time no see… →
And it’s not only people that make my heart flutter…so can a beautiful building, or the angle of light on a linen pillow case… That said, I have been… Read more I’m a hopeless romantic… →
“He left Hollywood and renounced the pursuit of fame, joining a brotherhood of Franciscans who supported their monastery by refilling ink cartridges and baking fruitcake, available at Amazon.com.” That’s a… Read more “Fruitcake is my kryptonite,” an admission from a friend… →