As nature continues unaffected or even favorably in the midst of this global pandemic, my mind keeps replaying the words I wrote for Mother Nature in my play, Hell, with the Holidays. She reflects on her frustration with the billions of mortals who hold no regard for her in this scene featuring Haggy Hageman with […]
So typical! Literally on the heels of yesterday\’s post about the new direction of Gilda Prsesents! since Grey Forge LeFey\’s move to southern California, the artist announces the sudden departure of Gilda herself. According to director Grey: \”I guess it was inevitable. The legendary Gilda is an East Coast lady, and although the intent was
Howdy, Gilda friends! It\’s been a wild ride the last year backstage with Gilda. When one is the sole power in the producer/director chair, keeping things on track and on schedule when the world spins like a dervish can be quite a challenge. Among the heart-soaring accomplishments with the friends who have been part of
When I started looking at the future a couple years ago, contemplating major changes was stupefying. One of the decisions I needed to make was about my home. I loved my patch of woods in the Ohio country with its 1860s log cabin. I had dreamed of retiring to just such a place some day,
The move to California has been a whirlwind and surreal, while at the same time feeling all-consuming, so it seemed it would never actually happen. I sorted and packed and sorted and packed for so long I felt constrained to the penultimate level of hell. And here today, we are in our new home in
