Today was unusually smooth for a Monday. It was probably facilitated by the fact I was sung to sleep by a thunderstorm. New classes today (Jazz Band's cool. I messed up, quite horrendously, a duet in one song, but I think I isolated the problem...I'm ready now) as well as the start of Track. I'm ridiculously out of shape but, thankfully, so are ( Read more... )

Sometimes I really hate being a coward. Such as tonight. It was an otherwise really great night...but I tend to ruin even the best of times. It is, apparently, my nature.

I don't mean to be premature, but I think we can rest assure that, come Opening Night, I'm pretty much going to steal the show with my single half of a line in the bar scene with Gaston. That's right, when you're doubled over, forcing the very excrements of emotions through your tear ducts, it will be because of Jared Devitt and his moving ( Read more... )

Sing me a lullaby, the saddest one you know. A lamentaby, if you would.

Happy Valentine's Day.

I wish you all (or, at least, the surprisingly vast majority of you all) worms in your head.

Muchas smooches,
El Con-kiss-tador

I understand it's a little premature ( Read more... )

Glancing out the window, I have finally come down to my final decision: Old Man Winter has Alzheimer's.

I feel as though I've been filled with a hopeless abundance of story ideas lately. I've been leapfrogging between them, so bear in mind as I try to detail this new one in as great of detail as possible. I realize I'm still writing the novel (slow going at the moment, somewhere in the neighborhood of 86,000 words) as well as the story with the ( Read more... )

I had a very unusual experience the other day, and it was that of, like walking into a wall, being hit by the realization that I am one day going to be a father ( Read more... )

Oh my God. Screw my current novel. I just had the best idea ever for a story, even though it isn't really mine. I need to conduct some research for this, and I need some help. Pretty much, what this entails (on your part, he or she whoever decides to aid me in my research) is a trip from Holland to Chicago by train sometime this spring or summer ( ( Read more... )