I originally posted this for Mother's Day 2011, but it warrants reposting. It's just as true today. See the original. A dear, wonderful mother who’s taught me that there’s only one person responsible for your destiny, and that it’s best to do the right thing, even when no one’s looking. A cadre of ...
Well done, Old Sport. Well done.
I'm afraid I haven't been a very good host, old sport. You see, I'm Gatsby. Let's get this out of the way right away: Baz Luhrmann's The Great Gatsby is not as good as Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby. Like any product of an average public high school in America, Fitzgerald's novel was standard fare ...
The Wickedest Woman in the World
Since January (well, February really. January was a blur.), I've been making a concerted effort to read more. On the beach in Goa, I devoured Shantaram, a 900-page novel about one man's adventures in India. On the drive back to the midwest, I listened to Steve Martin's An Object of Beauty. I didn't ...
In my ears
I have often said that because so much of my brain is taken up with movies, I am not a music person. I mean, I am totally a music person. I love music. But where most of my friends are discovering a new album, a new band practically every week, all the new tunes are lost on me until someone puts a ...
The challenge ahead
As I've shared news about my new job, a common question after the congratulations is "So what do you do exactly?" It's understandable that if your exposure to films is buying your ticket and the popcorn, you might not know the behind-the-scenes workings, everything that goes into getting a film from ...
Start forwarding the mail
I jetted off to New York last week on an apartment hunting mission, and much as I would've enjoyed blogging the play-by-play, it's probably for the best that you weren't along for the emotional roller coaster of those five days. It went something like this... ...
His New York. Her New York. This New York. That New York.
If you're one of my dear readers who happens to actually be in New York (or has lived there at some point), please grant me a smidge of humor in this following post. I've just packed a bag for my trip to the city to search for an apartment, and I'm feeling naively wistful. I feel like I know New ...
Who’s your broker?
The inevitable apartment hunt has begun. And by begun, I mean I've started reading and searching and emailing and successfully freaking myself out that I'll be sleeping in the back of a U-haul with all my worldly possessions in cardboard boxes. Everyone has been amazing, of course. People I ...
Start spreading the news…
When I got the job at Sundance last fall, I went into it with a big fat question mark: what would I do when the job ended? My mantra then was Scarlett O'Hara's: I'll think about that tomorrow. All I knew was that I was on my way. I was making a change, getting a new perspective, having a go at ...
Change of Scenery
I woke up Monday morning to snow. Not the uncertain kind, the kind that can't decide if it's really snowing or not, that melts as soon as it hits the ground. This was the insistent sort, the flakes big and fluffy and determined. By day's end, we had about four inches on the ground and I had run none ...
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