Wednesday, November 21, 2007, 8:00pm
I have been sitting on this since November, working out the kinks. Read and let me know if you think it is good enough to post to the world. Our world that is. Do you think I have the personalities clear? I really need feed back, so I can get past the hurdle of level one. I don't want it to me me in the story, I want you to read them.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007, 8:00pm
PG: The F word, get over it
View 1 (Somewhere south of the Mason-Dixon Line):
I love those kids. They bring joy and laughter when I get to see them, which is not too often. I'm busy. I live far away. These trips back for the holidays refresh me. They bring me around back to the person I was before I left.
Of course they wanted to go. Had to see it. All the publicity and whoop de doo, had them in a frenzy. And Auntie was here from "the movies". "She'll want to go!" "We really, really want to go!" "No school tomorrow!" "Momma, Please!"
Well, Auntie really, really didn't want to go! Did I want to see her larger than life - looking like a fucking movie star - kissing McDreamy? Not something I was looking forward to.
They begged. I played at being too tired. They would have none of that. In the end, we piled into the 'burban and caught the 8 o'clock at the multiplex. I distracted myself by being generous with popcorn and Milk Duds, but my heart was pounding.
It started. I found myself waiting for glimpses of her. I enjoyed the fluff of the story and seeing friends from New York in several scenes - but I was waiting for those eyes.
Far too long into the story - there she was. She was funny, played the character with a quiet sweetness that was unexpected. None of the real drama I know she can do, after her scenes with Colin or with me. I was disappointed, really, I wanted more of her. She didn't get enough lines.
I watched the kids delight in the surprise ending her character gets. They were talking in the car on the way home about fairy tales, princesses, a second movie to follow up. I kept thinking about how gorgeous she looked in that ball gown, ivory breasts prominent - tresses of auburn hair flowing on to her shoulders. It took my breath away!
What dreams I will have tonight. Thank you my sweet children. You made Auntie very happy.
View 2 (East Coast):
I love those kids. They love me. We play and joke and sing and laugh. These trips home for the holidays are a pleasure. We eat, we talk, we eat some more. I get to unwind and relax. It has been a stressful last few months. I've got more stress to look forward to in the months ahead. All I wanted to do tonight was relax -hide myself away - but no way that was possible! All the family was over, gathered in the basement. The TV was on, food was on the coffee table, yummy pizza, popcorn in huge bowls, people talking and fussing about. There would be no relaxing, not this night.
Someone tucked me into the corner of the huge sofa, pillows at my head and a blanket over my legs."Get her some pizza!" "Give her a beer!" "I want to sit next to Auntie!" "No. I want to. She wants to hear me sing!" "Mom!" I complied and went with the flow, trying to zone out. Attention turned to the TV on the wall (big TV, all the better to watch those Giants). I had no concept of the day or time. I get ditzy sometimes, just like to stay in the moment.
Then I heard that voice. No mistaking that sound. She is unique, that's for sure.She was wearing a knock out dress that had half the front removed. Everybody was watching, talking, laughing. They loved this show. Watched it every Wednesday. So colorful. So cleaver. So funny. "Don't you know those actors?" "Isn't that your friend?"
I had no wish to see her. The colors of the show seared my brain. So intense. So severe. So sharp. Her look was different. I knew she had cut her magnificent hair. I knew she was making a hit of the show. I just wasn't ready. My emotions were welling up inside. I could not let on. My eyes were held in focus.
She looked so confident in the banter back and forth with the other actors. She has such power. Yet, she was simply hysterical in that mermaid outfit, hopping about. She had all eyes in that room. She had my heart once again. I wanted to scream. I wanted to find her. I can't We won't. I only get her now, like everybody else, on TV.
My dreams will be difficult tonight. Thanks family.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007, 8:00pm
PG: The F word, get over it
View 1 (Somewhere south of the Mason-Dixon Line):
I love those kids. They bring joy and laughter when I get to see them, which is not too often. I'm busy. I live far away. These trips back for the holidays refresh me. They bring me around back to the person I was before I left.
Of course they wanted to go. Had to see it. All the publicity and whoop de doo, had them in a frenzy. And Auntie was here from "the movies". "She'll want to go!" "We really, really want to go!" "No school tomorrow!" "Momma, Please!"
Well, Auntie really, really didn't want to go! Did I want to see her larger than life - looking like a fucking movie star - kissing McDreamy? Not something I was looking forward to.
They begged. I played at being too tired. They would have none of that. In the end, we piled into the 'burban and caught the 8 o'clock at the multiplex. I distracted myself by being generous with popcorn and Milk Duds, but my heart was pounding.
It started. I found myself waiting for glimpses of her. I enjoyed the fluff of the story and seeing friends from New York in several scenes - but I was waiting for those eyes.
Far too long into the story - there she was. She was funny, played the character with a quiet sweetness that was unexpected. None of the real drama I know she can do, after her scenes with Colin or with me. I was disappointed, really, I wanted more of her. She didn't get enough lines.
I watched the kids delight in the surprise ending her character gets. They were talking in the car on the way home about fairy tales, princesses, a second movie to follow up. I kept thinking about how gorgeous she looked in that ball gown, ivory breasts prominent - tresses of auburn hair flowing on to her shoulders. It took my breath away!
What dreams I will have tonight. Thank you my sweet children. You made Auntie very happy.
View 2 (East Coast):
I love those kids. They love me. We play and joke and sing and laugh. These trips home for the holidays are a pleasure. We eat, we talk, we eat some more. I get to unwind and relax. It has been a stressful last few months. I've got more stress to look forward to in the months ahead. All I wanted to do tonight was relax -hide myself away - but no way that was possible! All the family was over, gathered in the basement. The TV was on, food was on the coffee table, yummy pizza, popcorn in huge bowls, people talking and fussing about. There would be no relaxing, not this night.
Someone tucked me into the corner of the huge sofa, pillows at my head and a blanket over my legs."Get her some pizza!" "Give her a beer!" "I want to sit next to Auntie!" "No. I want to. She wants to hear me sing!" "Mom!" I complied and went with the flow, trying to zone out. Attention turned to the TV on the wall (big TV, all the better to watch those Giants). I had no concept of the day or time. I get ditzy sometimes, just like to stay in the moment.
Then I heard that voice. No mistaking that sound. She is unique, that's for sure.She was wearing a knock out dress that had half the front removed. Everybody was watching, talking, laughing. They loved this show. Watched it every Wednesday. So colorful. So cleaver. So funny. "Don't you know those actors?" "Isn't that your friend?"
I had no wish to see her. The colors of the show seared my brain. So intense. So severe. So sharp. Her look was different. I knew she had cut her magnificent hair. I knew she was making a hit of the show. I just wasn't ready. My emotions were welling up inside. I could not let on. My eyes were held in focus.
She looked so confident in the banter back and forth with the other actors. She has such power. Yet, she was simply hysterical in that mermaid outfit, hopping about. She had all eyes in that room. She had my heart once again. I wanted to scream. I wanted to find her. I can't We won't. I only get her now, like everybody else, on TV.
My dreams will be difficult tonight. Thanks family.