In honor of Independence Day, I’m going to share with you some of my favorite films about independence, and many of these have nothing WHATSOEVER to do with the Fourth of July. Continue reading
From as early as I can remember I could be found in the darkness of a movie theater with a fistful of malt balls in my hand, my bottom firmly planted on a seat somewhere in the middle row of the theater, and my legs dangling over the seat’s edge, barely skimming the floor, which was covered in chewing gum and a sticky coating of Coca Cola. Continue reading
But of all the years, of all the gin joints, you were the one that walked into my life last January, looking all innocent and hopeful. You sent me to Brazil for the first time, where I got to teach and that was an extraordinary experience I’ll never forget.
For in the early 80s I had a brush with fame. Yes, I was beltin’ out the tunes and dancin’ up a storm. I was hitting the high notes and smacking the low ones, much to my voice instructor’s chagrin. Continue reading
When Omar Sharif died earlier this summer, so did the fantasies of a 13-year-old girl who fell in love with him long ago, in the darkness of a movie theater, while downing chocolate malted-milk balls and buttered popcorn. Continue reading
Monica's Tangled Web 