I am in New York. My play opens in ten days. God help us all.
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There are times when being a recluse has its pros and cons. There are times when I wonder why I reach out to reconnect to people when it only seems to cause pain and problems for others ( Read more... )

Happy Birthday Mr. Grant.

I have not deliberately been avoiding this journal. Rather that, I have been extremely busy preparing my play for its New York run. The Minetta Lane Theater in Greenwich Village is going to feature "My Name is Rachel Corrie" this October. Previews are to begin on Oct. 5, with an opening scheduled for Oct. 15th. The play is to run for 48 ( Read more... )

Has it really been five weeks?

The past three weeks have flown by quickly, so quickly in fact that I had not realized it has been three weeks since my last update. If not for Mr. Spielberg being so kind as to send me a nudge, I might have forgotten altogether. Highly doubtful, but possible. Of course, it is possible that sweet Sienna might have sent me an 11th hour nudge, ( Read more... )

I suppose that I could give a running commentary about what I have been doing these last several weeks. My film "Snow Cake" has opened to grand reviews at Tribeca, whilst the play I directed "My Name is Rachel Corrie" just ended its sold-out two week run at the Royal Court Theatre. Aside from that, I do not have much about which to write ( Read more... )

Happy Birthday, Mr. Gross.

I have just spent the last several minutes updating my friends list, such as it is. I went through the names and the journals, seeing who have updated recently, who have not updated in nearly a year's time, (I know I am guilty of going for weeks without posting), who have unfriended me and my journal for whatever reasons. Call it a type of spring ( Read more... )

Once again, my dear Sienna has saved me from a fate worse than...

Well, to be quite frank, I cannot think of a worse fate. Unless it would be running out of the good scotch with nothing to replace it.