Best of Luck With All Your Future Endeavors

I bumped into IQCrash in the Artful Writer chat room this Spring. We didn't know one another well, but we had crossed paths a few times before. We compared our outstanding procrastination skills. We chatted about our concern with the upcoming Nicholl Fellowship deadline. I decided to make a bet with him. Now, let me say here that I don't usually bet with strange men I meet on the internet, but it just seemed like the thing to do at the time. In the end, I won. I rushed my script to completion and sent it out.

I had struggled for nearly two years starting scripts that I never finished. The victory for me was jumping the hurdle and writing FADE OUT. It needed some work, but I was out of time. I had missed the Nicholl deadline last year and was terribly disappointed with myself. I decided to send it this year, because I needed to create some sense of accomplishment for myself.

Yesterday I received my "Regrettably, AFTER ALICE was not one of the 254 entries selected as a Quarterfinalist..." letter. It came as no surprise. Even as I read it I smiled a little, because I have no regrets.

The Coreys

Having hit puberty in the 1980s I was, of course, a fan of "the Coreys". In fact, I had a mega-crush on Corey Haim. I watched Lost Boys dozens of times. I loved Stand By Me, Licensed to Drive, Dream a Little Dream, and Goonies.

It was sad to see two talented guys lose everything to drugs. They are poster children for all the evils of being a child star. They both were quality actors, especially Feldman, and I have often wondered why they have not been able to pull off a Barrymoresque comeback. They deserve a second chance.

When I saw the advertisement for The Two Coreys I had to tune in for the nostalgia. I expected it to be just another reality television nightmare - and it pretty much was. The show was less than dynamic, but it did make me laugh a few times. The basis of the show seems to be Haim fighting with Feldman's uptight, insecure, immature, b*tchy wife. I am not sure that I will bother to tune in again, but it was fun to reminisce.

Feldman doesn't look too worse for the wear. Haim hasn't fared as well, but there is still a spark of the mischievous boy he once was when he smiles. Who knows? Maybe, against all odds, they will find their way back.

I'm It!

I was tagged by One Slack Martian to post 8 things about myself. It is times like now that I wish I was more interesting. Oh well.

Here it goes -

1. I spent almost 6 years living on the outskirts of Tokyo, Japan (1993-1999).

2. Edith Wharton is my favorite author.

3. I have moved 12 times in the past 15 years. And 24 times in the past 31 years. (CORRECTION: I was thinking about it last night and I have actually moved 27 times in the past 31 years.)

4. I have had plastic surgery (Yes, my boobs are real).

5. I met my writing partner in a chat room.

6. During the past 5 years my husband has lived in Puerto Rico, Guatemala, India, Guyana, Barbados, etc. He is currently living and working in Angola.

7. I am in the beginning stages of making a documentary.

8. I listen to The Essential Billy Joel more than any other CD.

New Spec

I had intended to take the summer off. I was burnt out from writing. It wasn't fun anymore. I needed a break. Plus, my kids are off for the summer, so my time is limited anyway.

I really enjoyed the break!

But, I am back to writing. It is sooner than I had planned, but the timing feels right. I am having a great time working on my new spec. Writing is fun again!

Hear Me Roar

I was blog surfing today and came across a link at Kid Sis in Hollywood to a wonderful article by Lynda Obst:

Chicks With Flicks

In this—the season of Knocked Up and Entourage—Hollywood has a little woman problem. One producer’s lament for a lost Camelot.