Being unsure of what comes next is just a part of being an actress, I presume. Actor as well, of course. I spent about 2 to 3 weeks unsure if I would be staying in New York or moving onto another project, which basically consisted of weekends away with my children before getting Maya Ray prepared for kindergarten. It must get old to read from ( Read more... )

Hot weather will be the death of me. I do everything I can to avoid it, keeping lights turned off, windows closed during the day, open at night, fans on all the time. Roan is right along with me, he likes to stay cool and adores fans, but Maya Ray is a different story. She loves being outside no matter what, always wanting to go swimming or to a ( Read more... )

( An out-of-character message )

I do recognize that it's bad form to be so long delayed with a second submission. I blame the weather; it's been unsufferably humid in the city this past weekend. The set has been simply murderous; at least one extra has fainted from working under the lights. I'm not one to complain; I know Hugh is doing the best he can to ensure everyone's comfort ( Read more... )

It's funny. It's almost a straight divide along chronological lines. I'd peg the split somewhere around the late thirties or early forties. It's probably facile, but I can't help but chalk it up to the differences in lifestyles, in wants, in fears. When you're young, you generally don't have too many aversions to taking on the world. As you get ( Read more... )