
Tag: career

In My Other Life
Have your ever asked yourself: who would I be, if I were a different kind of me? In my other life … I was not born to a sociopath. I did not look to his eyes for a twinkle of benevolent fatherly pride and discover instead a tragic glint of Read more

Not Pompeii
On our way to school last week, Atticus, 12, and I discuss our black cat’s willingness to lie in the driveway, unafraid or oblivious to traffic. “Like a cat in Pompeii, Mom,” Atticus observes, “Just caught.” “In lava,” I add, “and left there for thousands of years.” “Have you been Read more

You’re Hired! Welcome to the World of Live-Cam Modeling!
It’s not very often I have time to lounge around the house. Recently, however, my wife was out of town and I was privileged to enjoy an entire weekend to myself. I slept in late, ate ice cream for breakfast, and chugged down every can of beer I could find. Read more

Prison Blues
Mother Servant Concubine Lonely Dreamer Alive only by a whisper Useless, never enough. Stoic Listless Paranoid Bored Always a smile. Traumatized and the perpetrator. Victim or Victor? In my starring role, I used to be, moving ethereal cinematic relishing the play. Re-runs on constant loop. Looking, looking Curtain falling, happiness Read more

An Actor’s Journey: “This is THE job. This is the hard part.”
I am an actress. My parents saved their money in 1984 so that they could pay for my SAG card. I think at the time it cost $250. I had shot a “Cheerios” commercial, which never aired. I was 9 years old. We’re from New York City. THE city. Manhattan. Read more

Telling the Maverick Good-bye
I rattled in dull blue uncertainty until low-tread Maverick tires threatened to blow and the rims were almost ready to fall off. I fed water to the radiator on every trip. Finally got the thing re-cored. The timing belt broke on the way to Salem, Oregon. Aligning the wheels would Read more