So I’ve been a little busy. The film comes out soon, Sharp is shooting and we’ve been getting Dietland on its feet — we’ll know soon if we get to make it. I love AMC’s development process but it’s a little like being pregnant with either a baby or a balloon. Five scripts are done and one more on the way, so many wheels are turning. I hope we get the baby! (Nothing against balloons. I love em. But ya know…)

And I’ve started working on book! So my free style writing is going there. Which is fabulous for me but not so good for the posting here.

So much is happening in the world. Until I have time to properly check in, I want to say:

THIS IS NOT NORMAL

Don’t lose sight of that. Having a political party wage war against the best interests of the people is nothing new. Greed rules all things for some people. What is new is the blatant disregard for truth, the value of free speech, knowledge and civility.

Don’t let the double-speak become the new normal. Don’t let bastards wear you down. Let your freak flag fly and call your senators. March and scream and fight. And take time to remember that the world is still here and most people are better than bad. This is the grasping ugliness of an old system dying — and we will win.

I’ve been thinking a lot about Thornton Wilder’s “Our Town.” We performed it in Jr. High, as one does. But there’s a reason it is such a beloved play. Despite how earnest it is, it holds the fuck up. And what’s wrong with being earnest anyway? We could use a little more heartfelt straight talk, in my opinion.

EMILY:

“Let’s really look at one another!…It goes so fast. We don’t have time to look at one another. I didn’t realize. So all that was going on and we never noticed… Wait! One more look. Good-bye , Good-bye world. Good-bye, Grover’s Corners….Mama and Papa. Good-bye to clocks ticking….and Mama’s sunflowers. And food and coffee. And new ironed dresses and hot baths….and sleeping and waking up. Oh, earth, you are too wonderful for anybody to realize you. Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it — every, every minute?” 

Let’s realize all the minutes we can.

Onward!

xo M