I just realized that when I haven’t been writing in a while, I feel the need to start anything I do write with some kind of disclosure. So…This is it. I’m disclosing that I haven’t been writing in a while, and there are reasons. But…This isn’t why I’m writing now. Get it? Got it? Good. … Continue reading What is Cinema?
Nobody asked me. Which is fair, I guess, considering in 1983 I was the runt trying to hit his marks and not look like he didn’t know what he was doing. I didn’t, but the last thing I wanted was for the producers to know. That’s how an actor gets fired from an acting job. … Continue reading The Man in the Red Hat
I finally retired it. One last grain of sand from the hourglass still in my sock, leftover from my days as a teen grinding curbs in Claremont. This wasn’t my first board. No, that came years before. A small, red plastic board my mom probably bought at Gemco. Or Sears. A few years later came … Continue reading Another Grain of Sand
Thirty five years? The fact that I still feel as awkward and silly as thirteen year old me makes it difficult to believe that thirty five years have passed since Scarecrow and Mrs. King debuted on CBS. But if folks are working hard to put together a whole day event, and other folks are flying … Continue reading Scarecrow and Mrs. King | 35th Reunion