Inkwell: Authors and Artists
Linda Castellani (castle) Sun 14 Oct 01 19:53
Let's see, Martha had just posted a review of Stagewalker's play, which will repost in the first few responses...
Linda Castellani (castle) Sun 14 Oct 01 19:56
inkwell.vue.115: The Mob from 104: well.fans.neilgaiman! <frozen> inkwell.vue.115.2006: Martha Soukup (soukup) Sun 14 Oct 01 17:42 For no reason now I'm concerned Mike might try to stage that show. Later on a couple of different crew people told me the lady was from the soup kitchen program held elsewhere in the church, and also that she has a boyfriend from Venus, or that's what she said, anyway. She didn't look at the prop book stagewalker used for my piece, "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus", or she would have realized her boyfriend was lying to her. (It came to me later, by the way, that that prop book should have been a baseball book, probably one of the Bill James compendiums. But I digress from a digression.) So, the Hearts in Shadow show. It's four short plays, running two and a half hours (with intermission), with an ensemble cast of four women and three men. All use multimedia effects, all take a rather literary approach with a fair amount of narration--in three of the plays, narration by the characters themselves. (So I was surprised to find one of them, Don Nigro's "Scarecrow", was actually written as a stage play, because it contained a similar degree of literary narration to stage action.) The first thing I noticed was that none of the three directors took writing credits in the program, though, as a writer, I thought they should. I suppose that wasn't the first thing anyone but me noticed. (Even "Scarecrow" was abridged, I was told, by the director. And the Chekov piece was mostly based on one Chekov story but wove in a folk tale and other elements--definitely a writing job, I'd say!) I'm thinking this could be a long post if I discuss all four short plays in it, so on to the next rock. inkwell.vue.115.2007: Martha Soukup (soukup) Sun 14 Oct 01 17:43 Actually, can I even go to the next rock? Isn't this topic full?
Linda Castellani (castle) Sun 14 Oct 01 19:56
Please, do continue!
Linda Castellani (castle) Sun 14 Oct 01 19:57
E-mail from Douglas Spadotto: Dan - No word from AoTW here too. I think they didn't need help, just a little "push". And I think that our e-mails gave them just that. Neil - Good luck with the site. And the proposal for the Pirate site is still on. One of my comic book lists is hot in the subject of the "Good Omens" movie. One of the participants found it in the IMDB and is making a lot of comments. Any news on that? Thanks for posting, Douglas
Weeeeeeeee! (velvetraisin) Sun 14 Oct 01 20:59
OH! HORRAY FOR THE NEW TITLE! I like it very much. For those who have been kept up wondering how my mouth is doing, I am feeling much better, though I still can't feel my tongue. Martha--So glad to hear that you enjoyed the show. I wish I could have gone, but I'm in Cincinnati...and that's a bit of a trip. Angelina (who is noticing just how tired she really is.)
Dan Wilson (stagewalker) Sun 14 Oct 01 22:19
Martha - good point about the baseball book, although we tend to get a chuckle when Laura picks up that John Grey book and snorts at it. I'll take every chuckle I can get, as the audience really needs a release from Laura's tension. It's been interesting the little modifications I had to make to the story for purely pragmatic reasons. The book instead of a glass, baseball instead of basketball (it was just easier to get baseball sounds) and so forth.
Dan Wilson (stagewalker) Sun 14 Oct 01 22:21
Oh! Angelina!! Glad to hear that you're doing better. Hope you're able to feel your tongue some time soon... that's a horrid .. um ... lack of feeling.
Erynn Miles (erynn-miles) Sun 14 Oct 01 22:29
Gotta love the new title. It fits well. Dan/Martha- I'm glad the show went well. I really wish I could have been there. There's always at least one crazy person at every show. (every good show, anyway) It's like an unspoken rule amongst the Crazy Person Mafia or something. Angelina- I'm not liking the news on your teeth. My wisdom teeth are almost all the way in and I probably need them removed. But after reading your posts about pain and numbness for long periods of time, I think that perhaps I could live with some extra teeth after all. Is it really that bad? Neil- Arr. Am I pretty much caught up? I hope so. I have to get up early... there is a certain Boopstie that needs to be neutered. Early. Argh.
Linda Castellani (castle) Sun 14 Oct 01 22:45
Erynn- it's not a given that wisdom teeth have to come out if they don't impact your other teeth. If they get impacted or grow in sideways they gotta go!
Martha Soukup (soukup) Sun 14 Oct 01 23:14
Oh, the topic's back. Well, tomorrow!
she looks like evening (kellyhills) Sun 14 Oct 01 23:27
... I love the thought of looking like night, especially this night with it's poufy rain clouds slightly obscurring brightly twinkling stars that seem to be made of the ice the air hints at,... >>For no reason now I'm concerned Mike might try to stage that show.<< Please? :-) -Kelly
she looks like evening (kellyhills) Sun 14 Oct 01 23:27
Oops,... forgot to mention that I love the new topic name, and does anyone have a good idea for how to get cookiedough out of a keyboard? hehe... -Kelly, licking fingers and baking at 11:30pm...
Linda Castellani (castle) Sun 14 Oct 01 23:37
Kelly, for a second there, i thought you said you were licking your fingers and barking.
that's two votes for gratuitous (lioness) Sun 14 Oct 01 23:48
Well, that'd make sense in this topic, mightn't it?
John M. Ford (johnmford) Mon 15 Oct 01 01:23
>>poufy rain clouds [...] Are they just expressing their individual right of self-determination, or is there an epicene front moving through? (Obviously the rainbow will follow.)
the nearest to a perfectly Zen post I've ever seen (goldennokomis) Mon 15 Oct 01 03:47
Argh... And I was just gearing up for a good panic attack!
Dan Guy (danfowlkes) Mon 15 Oct 01 06:09
I had an interesting weekend. No exciting stage shows with mad women, alas, but fun none-the-less. We headed into D.C. early Saturday morning and, until around noon, seemed to have the entire Mall to ourselves. We hit the Freer/Sackler, the National Gallery, and the Postal Museum (which I had never been to and did not particularly expect to enjoy but found interesting and a little fun). When it came time to return, around 4pm, the metro was packed. I knew it doesn't really mean anything, but I couldn't help but be a little concerned that Xander used to start bawling as soon as I tried to read one of his books to him. Now he's done a complete 180. The only way to keep him quiet is to give him something with words on it; a book to stare at and beat his little fists against, a flyer to example and then wave about and crumple, &c. He was doing fine on the metro until a leaned over and put my arm around Lori, whereupon he began to wail pitifully. I quickly realized that the problem was that my arm was now obscuring the "Please Reserve Seats for Seniors and the Handicapped" sign above the seatback. I put my arm down and he resumed staring at is quietly. And despite myself, I'm taking this as a very good sign. On our return trip, we sat at the very end of the car so as to not block the aisle with the stroller. Sitting there, looking down the car, I saw a young man who could well have been my twin -- he was my spitting image, only slightly heavier and without my crazy ears (my ears don't curl at the top, they just go up and then kind of peter out). It was quite eerie. So I nudged Lori and said, "Do you think that guy down there in the dark blue shirt looks like me?" To which she replied, "Wow." and then, "Get my glasses from the diaper bag." Then, getting a better look, she said, "He might be related to you; you should go ask him." I spent most of the ride trying to be discrete about glancing at him; when we reached our station, we got off and so too did he, his wife, and their baby. The six of us ended up sharing the elevator. Up-close, he looked slightly less like me. But it was still eerie.
There's Something You Don't See Every Day, Chauncey (pamela-bird) Mon 15 Oct 01 11:55
Wow. That happened fast. New home. I love the title--yay, Linda! I think we should ask DanW and Kelly to do something with the decor: a cross between hippie beads n' black leather, and decadent pillow nook. Maybe DanGuy's wife could paint us some pirates on the walls. * Congrats again to DanW, Martha and Neil, for the good show. I really wanted to schlep up there to see it, but everything went mad down here, so we couldnt. Kelly: Your nook looks like a fabulous place to recuperate! Too bad you couldnt go to Costa Rica too. JennyB: I hope youve recovered from the indignity of roses on your butt. When I had my wedding dress made, my first words were: "No poofies, no flowers." Angelina: hope youre feeling better with rest. Jinx: Howre things with your mom? * Well, I didnt see any great shows this weekend, or meet my doppelganger (DanGuyweird!), but I did, as promised, go talk to people seriously about Little Red Riding Hood, and had a fabulous time. Went to a meeting of the Los Angeles Mythological Roundtable of the Joseph Campbell Foundation (whew! I feel like asking if you want fries with that). Jonathan Young, PhD, of the Center for Story and Symbol spoke. And it was incredible. I had an absolute blast, and it was so inspiring. I felt like my head was on fire. Who knew that the wolf was supposed to win? (At least initially.) My personal favorite was this: Its wise to be stupid when youre in terra incognito. (This was hugely comforting to me at this moment of my life.) -Pam whose poor husband just worked for 26 hours straight.
Bill^2 (billbill) Mon 15 Oct 01 12:00
Erynn -- Given your worries, figured I'd chime in. I'll echo Linda's claim that unless they're causing problems, you can keep your wisdom teeth. All four of mine came in without crowding the rest, but because my jaw is misaligned, one of them had no contact with its lower partner. Thus it decayed, and eventually began disintegrating. Now, I should mention that I hadn't had my teeth examined in about 2+ years, so it had stayed in for much longer than it should have. The extraction only took about 25 minutes, and without all of the horrible "dentist putting his knee on your chest and torquing" experience that I'd heard of. I was on Motrin 800mg's for about 5 days, and was more mentally than physically uncomfortable chewing things after about 36 hours. (Sorry, Angelina!) Which all is a very long-winded way to say: Your mileage may vary.
Pamela Basham (pamela-bird) Mon 15 Oct 01 12:09
P.S. Neil sends his love to all, but I guess he's already showed up here since he sent that (Friday pm). Just wanted to be responsible and pass it on.
she looks like evening (kellyhills) Mon 15 Oct 01 12:17
>>Are they just expressing their individual right of self-determination, or is there an epicene front moving through? (Obviously the rainbow will follow.)<< It was a definite display, probably in reaction to the rather strict republican views of Alaska, where this particular front had the misfortune of blowing in from. Alas, I think the rainbows were saved for California. -Kelly, who did a nice and proper spittake the moment she figured out what Mike said Oh - and thank you Pamela-who-slipped. I have a new photo up, closeup of me showing off my green eyes... I'll post it later tho, when I'm feeling more "look at me!" :-)
Jo Simons (josparrow) Mon 15 Oct 01 13:17
Kelly - perhaps heteroclite formations from the anticyclonic gloom? <grin> Jo who thinks epicene is a better word though
John M. Ford (johnmford) Mon 15 Oct 01 14:19
>>in terra incognito. "You, fellow! What is the name of this place?" "Wirrabangongi." "Then I claim Wirrabangongi in the name of -- what is it, Ophelia? You're wrinkling my tattersall." "Not to interrupt the march of empire, Sir Wesley, but 'wirrabangongi' means 'damned if I know.' Perhaps we should spare Thomas Cook some embarrassment." -- with apologies to both pamela-b and Evelyn Waugh
We Interrupt the March of the Empire for This Brief Message (pamela-bird) Mon 15 Oct 01 17:37
Mike: Henceforth, all apologies must contain meaningful uses of the word tattersall. A quickie Google search for Evelyn Waugh brought forth this, an' I just had to share it. "He's supposed to have a particularly high-class style: 'Feather-footed through the plashy fen passes the questing vole' ... would that be it?" "Yes," said the Managing Editor. "That must be good style." --Evelyn Waugh, from SCOOP (blatantly stolen from http://www.cwrl.utexas.edu/~vfores/waugh.html) See. This is just the sort of thing it's so hard for Americans to pull off: good style with plashy fens. -P
Good style with plashy fens (willentrekin) Mon 15 Oct 01 17:50
This is *so* a terrific pseud. With thanks to Evelyn by way of Pamela. So, I went to Fright Fest at Great Adventure this past weekend, and wasn't really all that frightened. I've been more frightened by current news than by the pseudo-cardboard mausoleums that apparently have smoke machines built in. I was also more scared by a coaster called 'Nitro', which brings you to a ludicrously height before it drops at an angle that is so completely vertical it's damned close to negative. And it went ninety miles an hour. And it was a bar stool. With a lap bar. Fun! Rick- I'm preparing to move, so I haven't had access to my Eddie Izzard tapes, but I wanted to let you know I haven't forgotten about you. Once I can find a second VCR, I'll send them right along. Neil- Glad you enjoyed your time; that cabin sounds not only splendid but also very much like the ones in which I spent some childhood evenings, in the middle of the Pine Barrens. I love the Pine Barrens. Three-quarters of New Jersey, just green (and gold and orange and flaming in the fall), full of water that's been stained brown by the cedars and little towns that have sprung up like industrial fungal colonies and Mother Leeds and her boy (for those not in the know, the Pine Barrens in New Jersey [yeah, all millions of acres of it] is home to the Jersey Devil [yes, from which the hockey team gets its name]. Way back when, on the morning after a severe snow storm, people spotted hoofprints on the [roofs? Rooves? I just realized, I don't really know the plural] around a town. They had no earthly reason for being there. So, the unearthly reason is the Jersey Devil, which, depending upon the person telling you the story, is either three feet tall with the head of a hippopotamus, the body of an emu, and the legs of a goat, or eight feet tall, with the head of a horse, the torso of a man, the hind legs of a goat, the fore legs of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, and wings like an overgrown bat. I guess you just have to hope that, should you ever encounter it, in the middle of the boonies, and far from any civilization, it's the three foot tall one, and not the eight foot tall one).
Bill^2 (billbill) Mon 15 Oct 01 18:16
I like the way "wirrabangongi" seems to roll off the tongue. Okay, I'll admit it. I've gone and done the Xanga blog thing. Joined the ABM ring and everything. Go there if you want, don't if not. :) For now it's going to be more or less an exercise in writing, just to see if I can still do it.
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