My commitment to blog a gratitude post every day in May has slipped away over the last couple of days. The reason is because I have been having a crisis of faith. When I started saying Thank You every day for something in my life, I began to wonder who I was saying Thank You to.… Read More
It turns out I wasn’t after the applause, I was after the satisfaction of bringing what had only once been an idea, into life on the stage. I was an integral part of the creative process. Stage Management completely satisfied my urge to be near the bright lights and the magic.
This post is to acknowledge and give an identity to the characters who want to tell their story in my novel. There is no explanation, message, insight, or story here — these images are just for my own records. Today I am grateful for a visit from the Muse who has whispered her ideas into my heart. [The cards… Read More
Last Friday, I wrote the words THE END on Stages | Episode Five, the final instalment in the Sophie Walker series. After an enthusiastic start (I wrote the first four episodes in a month) I struggled to write the final episode.
Ever since I was a little kid, I’ve devoured books. I don’t ever remember my mother reading to me (although I’m sure she did), I only remember hiding under the covers with a torch and reading long after I should have been asleep.
When Conchita Wurst appeared on stage in a gold lamé gown, her eyes fringed in thick black eyelashes, her hair in long gentle waves, and her chin covered in a dark beard, she wasn’t a circus freak, she was a gorgeous, strange, mesmerising human being.
To all women, here in the flesh or in spirit, I offer my gratitude. You are the mothers of the world who bring in to being new life, new thought, new beauty.
Today I am thankful that I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that not only do things get better, sometimes they get fucking amazing.
Today I learned something new about relationships. I learned that as we age, sometimes our bodies don’t do what we would like them to any more. Illness, both mental and physical, along with the medications we have to take to stay healthy, can interfere with both our sex drive and our ability to perform.
I am thankful I have time to write, read, blog, think, watch videos, listen to podcasts and interact on social media. I am exceedingly, utterly and completely grateful to have the gift of time.
The transformative powers of Morning Pages, even without doing them by hand.
Today is International No Diet Day. It has been four and a half years since I’ve been on a diet.
Being of a certain age, I have had the curious pleasure of watching technology transform over the past fifty years. When I went to school, we found all our information in an encyclopaedia or at the library. When I went to University, I typed my assignments on an electric typewriter with a corrector ribbon. When I first started work, I sent out rehearsal schedules and important announcements via fax.
