January 31, 2005 – 9:13 pm
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He took my hand and strolled me across the floor, closer we came to greet his harem, all smiles and toasts.
“This is Brittney, Carlie and Lana…” Reichert was extraordinarily generous with his girls’ hand to mine. “And this…Is Jezee.”
“Jezee…” I nodded, still timid and concerned how this would effect my job, to report back to [...]
January 28, 2005 – 2:24 am
Have you seen Flesh and the Devil? Greta Garbo? Buster Keaton? Metropolis? Well, I bet you haven’t seen “That Darn Bill”, which was released just last year and is now being featured on Ifilm’s website. Produced by my good pals Jim Vines and Robert Kelly. Jim also stars in the picture, reminiscent of the 20’s [...]
January 27, 2005 – 2:58 pm
I have found the fountain of youth. It is the constant flow of information.
Whenever I am feeling depressed, like my life is stagnating or going nowhere, it’s usually because I’m not learning something new. In order to cheer myself up, I just pick up a new subject to learn about. Simple. The old saying, “Knowledge [...]
January 16, 2005 – 3:22 pm
Watching him, I attempt blending in with the crowd. The wankers and boinkers of the Saturday night fever gang, didn’t see me come in.
He was greeted and surrounded by three luscious females, flashing mindless smiles. They push forward toward him, necklaces dangling, bouncing off their cleavage. His torso arched, pelvis out, aiming for the hole [...]
January 13, 2005 – 3:47 pm
Oh come on, writer’s are not heroes. If they were, this world would be a much better place. We are all just normal, average, feeling, thinking people.
There is x-communicating afoot of the S.S. Shoptalk and there are pedophiles in the Sandbox. Anyway, I am suddenly scared of how the new thinking breed will change the [...]
January 9, 2005 – 5:21 pm
It’s too early. I’ve no business blogging right now. My mind is fogged, but for a very good reason. My son and I edited one of his independent movies together until the wee hours of the morn. We had a blast. The project turned out great. He really knows how to cheer me up.
BLADE
Four years [...]
January 5, 2005 – 4:06 am
I pay a sin tax.
That sounds funny. For a writer, I mean.
Yes it does, but I do… I smoke when I write, so I pay a sin tax. Oh it’s silly, it’s nothing. I don’t pay that much.
I’m listening to Popeye cartoons. That old big band sound from the Famous Studios productions, with Bluto/Brutus singing [...]
January 3, 2005 – 4:11 pm
There. That was easy.
I took off…My clothes?
As of New Year’s Day (in my country), I became a slightly different person. I realized I never want to be anyone’s wife. I never want to be anyone’s awaiting slave. I never want to be in love again.
In this diary, I will put it straight once and for [...]
January 3, 2005 – 3:58 pm
How dare I have the nerve to tell him, “It’s not worth the wait.”
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Letting go of all this pain and heartache, is going to be very unproductive, because with it, I created something wonderful for myself. A book, a non-fictional account of all the lies and double standards and treacherous mind games that I have [...]
January 3, 2005 – 3:28 pm
I need to finish what I start.
All my friends seem to have no worries. They are fearless. Should I follow their example?
I won’t look back. I won’t compare. I won’t even question.
I’m going to sit in this chair and go public with my feelings… Oh my God!
Gasp! Gazing out over the breezy, rocky cliff’s edge, [...]