another openin’…

Well, not just any other opening. Tonight, the Bloomington Playwrights Project -- "the only professional theatre in the state of Indiana devoted exclusively to new plays" -- will open its production of Make Me Bad, a brand-new, dark-and-twisted, psycho-thriller musical by writers Drew Gasparini and Alex Brightman. It's hot, it's edgy, it's already sold out its opening weekend. … Continue reading another openin’…

what i remember…

I took the weekend off from reading, watching, consuming news of any kind.  It occurred to me as Sunday drew closer that it would simply be unbearable to do otherwise. Part of it, of course, was knowing that -- the state of American media being what it is -- obscenely over-produced, over-gesticulated emotionalism would accompany … Continue reading what i remember…

why i hate the fall…

After an unrelentingly hot summer, the weather in Bloomington is now balmy and overcast, the air a dreamy sixty-five degrees.  The early feelings of fall waft in the breeze, and with them memories of autumns past, swaddling me in a familiar melancholy, an ache I can't easily dismiss. I have too many ghosts in this … Continue reading why i hate the fall…

inspiration…

It's an uncharacteristically cool summer night in Bloomington.  After a surprisingly wet spring, the summer has been a pleasant cycle of easy thunderstorms with mild, breezy days happily interspersed.  It's late, and we have the windows wide open.  I'm sipping on a bourbon and coke, feeling thoughtful and reflective, which makes this either the absolute … Continue reading inspiration…

tiger moms and such…

I wasn't going to bother reading Amy Chua's 'Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother'.  From all the descriptions, reviews, and reactions, it just seemed too... too stereotypical to be believed... too outrageous to take seriously. But now I just might  -- April's issue of 'The Atlantic' has a series of essays regarding the book in … Continue reading tiger moms and such…