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Contrary to What this Looks Like!!

It’s actually quite a rainy little Tuesday morning here. Although laundry is indeed underway!

And last night, I went into town and got my groceries so I don’t really have to go anywhere or do anything today outside of my house if I don’t want to. So I’m feeling kinda cozy here!

While texting back & forth with Wayne yesterday regarding my (our) old accountant in NYC (Wayne doesn’t actually keep tabs on my accountant, he uses the same one), I told Wayne that I had an updated version of Tell My Bones and asked him if he wanted to read it. And he said yes, so now I’m waiting to hear what he thinks.

He’s actually a helpful critic for me because he does tend to like my work, in general, but he also knows what I’m capable of and usually has good insight into how something may or may not be working as well as it could. (Plus, he was a professional stage actor for a really long time and has read a ton of scripts.) So I’m really curious to know how he feels about that chunk of dialogue at the end. After I hear back from him, I’ll look at the script one more time from start to finish. And then sort of “get ready” for the trip back to New York. Mentally, I mean.

I keep getting the feeling that this new character arc is so unexpected and intense, and the one song the character sings is so creepy, that Sandra is going to switch gears and say that she wants to do that supporting role instead of playing the lead of Helen. It wouldn’t surprise me a bit if that happens. But we’ll wait and see. Sandra won’t be reading the script until after she gets settled in up in Canada.


Booty Core continues to astound and amaze — burn-wise. Wow, gang. Yesterday almost killed me. But it’s only a 30-minute workout so that makes it endurable. (Plus the video instructor will suddenly say things like, “don’t forget to smile,” which cracks me up and makes it easier. Or she says, “if you don’t feel like you’re gonna die right now then you’re not doing it right!”) And the difference in my core muscles is really incredible, considering that I’ve only been doing this workout for a few days.

The downside, of course, is that it’s making me curvier. Already. I’m not super thrilled with that, since I really enjoyed being straight up & down and wouldn’t mind returning to that (I’m just so 1970s, gang — the culture from which the chic anorexic look sprang), but I just try not to look in the mirror, you know? (I realize that young women nowadays want to be super curvy but that whole look just creeps me out. My goal here is not to get more curves, it’s to simply be able to walk across the floor… Well, that part’s going really well, too. So I guess that’s the trade-off: you want to be able to walk, you’re ass is gonna get curvier.)

(1970s women, courtesy of Helmut Newton — these are the types of images I grew up with and I loved them! If you don’t know who he was, he was a famous photographer, not a designer or anything. And he did a ton of erotic nudes, as well.)

1970s, Vogue, Helmut Newton
Vogue, 1972, Helmut Newton



















Charlotte Rampling, 1973, by Helmut Newton













An occasional muscle, perhaps, but no curves… (this look had something to do with the popular notion back then that you could never be too rich or too thin.) (And nowadays, I guess, only about 4 people in the world are rich, so why bother to be thin?)

Anyway. That was all yesterday. We only look forward now, right? Right!!

Okay! So. I’m not sure yet what today is going to be about. (Besides more Booty Core.) I’ll either write something, or I won’t. I might work on the new website for Abstract Absurdity Productions, but I might not. I haven’t made up my mind yet about anything. I only know that I am in a really good mood around here and I am super happy with how all the various projects are going. So I might just spend some time kicking back and feeling happy. We’ll see!!

Meanwhile, I hope you have a terrific Tuesday, wherever you are in the world! Try not to get too rich or too thin today! Thanks for visiting, gang. I leave you with my breakfast-listening music from this morning — “Satin Doll” by Duke Ellington & his Famous Orchestra. (Although the version on the CD I was listening to is over 8 minutes long and is incredible!!) All righty. I love you guys. Enjoy. See ya!