Joy Station ~ “On Golden Pond” and spaciousness

The opening weekend of "On Golden Pond" is behind us. We have more performances over the next two weekends, and I'm thankful for the friendships of everyone involved in the show at Theatre Rocks. Today was the first day my mind was free from must-dos in quite some time, so I spent it resting. My... Continue Reading →

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Joy Station: Benignly Watchful

There's a longer story, but I'll skip to the good part. What I have is benign. What we'll be is watchful. Onward. I have a rocket-fueled feeling. The projects that nudge me most sit more concisely before me. There's so much momentum. An up-leveling is happening. Here's what Autumn has in store, project-wise: Acting: On... Continue Reading →

Joy Station: About a Week

The breast MRI went smoothly. Breathing was tricky. The variety of loudness was interesting. Overall, it was fine. The MRI tech said if I have to do another MRI someday, it'll be a breeze because the breast MRI is probably the toughest since you have to lie on your stomach the whole time. The radiologist... Continue Reading →

Literary Love-Child

I used to pretend I was Kurt Vonnegut Jr.’s love-child. In a spiritual-literary sense, I still dream that it's true. Here’s a lecture he gave about the Shape of Stories. In his sublime simplicity and humor, he explains all of storytelling with a simple graph. It applies, as well, to the stories we tell ourselves.... Continue Reading →

Joy Station: A Creative Process

I have lumps in my breasts. Quite a few actually. In March 2019, I watched – my head twisted cockeyed – straining to see the screen where my radiologist measured all of the solid masses she found. Rolling the tools of her well-practiced trade on my naked and gel-covered breasts, she chatted with me and... Continue Reading →

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