Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Shopping Season
Something new is about to be shopped. Keep your fingers, and all other digits, crossed. It's a joint project, but one that I loved creating, and I totally enjoyed taking the journey I have with the other writers involved. I'll let you know as soon as we find our new home! We've got some very impressive deal makers at the helm of this one, so ... here we go!
Sunday, September 24, 2006
So, that's it!
There are times when you forget why you are doing something in a specific way. It might be something that feels awkard, or seems excessive, or just simply doesn't flow naturally, yet you continue to execute it in the odd manner that now and then makes you stop and wonder. Then, BOOM! That brick wall that nearly knocked the who-knows-what out of you when you hit it straight on before suddenly pops back up in your face and you stop just short of crashing into it again, and you say to yourself, "ah ha! so that's it!" You realize that's what has had you ducking and dodging, twisting and turning, in an effort to avoid another such collision.
I need to start hanging out with elephants. They never forget.
photo:michael.ponton@talk21.com
Sunday, September 10, 2006
Recalling A Feeling - September 2001
I remember so well the feeling of angst, the distraction and feeling of dread that I simply could not shake the evening of September 10, 2001. It should have been a time of excitement and exhilaration because I was just getting word that evening that I'd been selected to develop a play with the full support of a major community playhouse and its artistic creative director, but for some reason I found myself trembling, my stomach churning, and I couldn't account for the feelings. It was so prevasive that I made mention of it to family and recorded it in my journal.
The next morning, while sipping my coffee with my husband, we were doing as we did most mornings; watching the morning news when the network host broke in to say a commuter plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. My goodness, I thought immediately, because something in the play I'd just had accepted for development had a pivotal scene that I'd loosely created from events from the first World Trade Center attack. That's not good, I remember thinking, and then ... well then as the tv screen shifted to the scene of the first tower crash, and as we watched still sipping our morning coffee, another plane appeared and -- the rest is the history we have all lived everyday since.
It took a day or two in the midst of all that followed the horrible events of that day - 9/11 - before I remembered that all encompassing sense of dread that have enveloped me the evening before. But, once I remembered it, I have never since forgotten it. I am keenly aware of my feelings as never before, and I've admittedly had knee-jerk reactions when I've thought I was feeling that same sense of foreboding, only to realize that I wasn't. As time had gone on, I'm less afraid of its imminent return, but I will never be less afraid of what I'll do if I ever really feel that feeling again. May I never!
No Thought of Surrender
(Written September 11, 2001)
Anguish spreads blood red
across heart and mind
numb with inability to
comprehend the unrightable
written eternally
on our national psyche.
Never began today with
blue sky and warm
smiles and no thought
of nightmares raining
ash and cinder,
no thought of surrender
of all we once knew
as norm.
Our knees bend with
involuntary motion, while
our souls roil in
anguish,
and blood red images
of all we hold sacred, dear,
safe, secure
spreads across our broken hearts
and minds and the cry rises
in unity:
dear God help us.
©2001 Peggy Eldridge-Love
From YOU BECKON
The next morning, while sipping my coffee with my husband, we were doing as we did most mornings; watching the morning news when the network host broke in to say a commuter plane had crashed into the World Trade Center. My goodness, I thought immediately, because something in the play I'd just had accepted for development had a pivotal scene that I'd loosely created from events from the first World Trade Center attack. That's not good, I remember thinking, and then ... well then as the tv screen shifted to the scene of the first tower crash, and as we watched still sipping our morning coffee, another plane appeared and -- the rest is the history we have all lived everyday since.
It took a day or two in the midst of all that followed the horrible events of that day - 9/11 - before I remembered that all encompassing sense of dread that have enveloped me the evening before. But, once I remembered it, I have never since forgotten it. I am keenly aware of my feelings as never before, and I've admittedly had knee-jerk reactions when I've thought I was feeling that same sense of foreboding, only to realize that I wasn't. As time had gone on, I'm less afraid of its imminent return, but I will never be less afraid of what I'll do if I ever really feel that feeling again. May I never!
No Thought of Surrender
(Written September 11, 2001)
Anguish spreads blood red
across heart and mind
numb with inability to
comprehend the unrightable
written eternally
on our national psyche.
Never began today with
blue sky and warm
smiles and no thought
of nightmares raining
ash and cinder,
no thought of surrender
of all we once knew
as norm.
Our knees bend with
involuntary motion, while
our souls roil in
anguish,
and blood red images
of all we hold sacred, dear,
safe, secure
spreads across our broken hearts
and minds and the cry rises
in unity:
dear God help us.
©2001 Peggy Eldridge-Love
From YOU BECKON
Friday, September 01, 2006
Not All Traffic Jams are Bad
I am curious by nature, sometimes to a fault. I've tried to keep my curiosity in check of late because of some of the misadventures it has taken me on that I could well have done without. You probably know the kind. Misadventures that became quite costly, either in time, money, or loss of direction. But, I'll admit, I'm having a hard time doing that at the moment. For some reason the hits to my Emerging Music Site at Bellaonline.com have spiked. They are going through the roof. This started about a week and a half ago, but the real kicker is which of the categories is triggering those hits. It's my own Bio. For some unknown reason it is being accessed thousands and thousands of times right now. Duh?
I've been trying to find a connection that would account for that kind of traffic. I can't. I've Googled and Dogpiled, searched Mamma and a host of other search engines. I've surfed MSN,Yahoo,and AOL for a hint, but things seem quite ordinary. So, as of yet, I have no clue, but I would surely love to know so that I could harness that source and use it to drive traffic to other areas that concern me as well! I'll let you know if I ever find out. Promise.
Speaking of emerging artist, I did recently review the CD of a rising young artist that I think has star quality beyond belief! She has a new single that is just now hitting the air waves entitled "Sunshine and Lemonade" from her CD entitled "Overtones and Innuendos". It plays in my head constantly and leaves me smiling every time. Her name is Trizonna McClendon.
I've been trying to find a connection that would account for that kind of traffic. I can't. I've Googled and Dogpiled, searched Mamma and a host of other search engines. I've surfed MSN,Yahoo,and AOL for a hint, but things seem quite ordinary. So, as of yet, I have no clue, but I would surely love to know so that I could harness that source and use it to drive traffic to other areas that concern me as well! I'll let you know if I ever find out. Promise.
Speaking of emerging artist, I did recently review the CD of a rising young artist that I think has star quality beyond belief! She has a new single that is just now hitting the air waves entitled "Sunshine and Lemonade" from her CD entitled "Overtones and Innuendos". It plays in my head constantly and leaves me smiling every time. Her name is Trizonna McClendon.
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