Sunday, February 27, 2011
When my oldest son was in high school he took a pottery class. He is a writer and at the time was big into screen writing, penning such classics as "Blood Fest" and "70's Snug", soon to be at a theater near you, I'm sure! Well, along with a lovely blue bowl and a less lovely, but much more interesting, pinch pot trio, he made this "Oscar" for himself inscribed with "Best Screen Writer" It makes me smile every time I look at it, not because of how imperfect it is, but because of how perfectly confident he was, and is. When he wins his first real Oscar he can put them side by side on his mantel and remind himself where it all started.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
I have found some really cool things while surfing around the Internet. It is amazing how one thing leads to another and before you realize it you have gone from a review of "The Stories of John Cheever" to some guy's blog about life in Chicago, to a link to these cool book shelves. Its easy to forget where you started but that's what is fun about it. If I leave a trail of bread crumbs, aka: constantly adding to my favorites pages, I can usually find my way back.