This “Five Things” trend has been floating ’round the blogsphere for months now. I’ve expanded it to six…
– If not a career in the arts, the two back-up professions I chose were 1. Dolphin Trainer and 2. Ice Dancer.
– When I was six I wrote my first story, Ann’s Busy Day. It was about an orphan who gets adopted, goes to New York, eats ice cream, gets balloons and a new puppy all in one day.
– Freshman year of high school I was sexually assaulted. Years later (at the urging of playwright, Bill Mastrosimone) the experience lead me to playwriting.
– My fave mode of transportation is anything on rails with big windows – trains, subways, cablecars. If I had the time and money I’d ride the rails all over the world.
– Once my kindergarten teacher withheld snack cookies and left the room until we were silent. While we were waiting I tapped out a rhythm; stomp-stomp, stomp-stomp, stomp-stomp. The other children joined in. It produced an inspiring sound. Together we pounded our desks and chanted, “Co-okies! Co-okies! Co-okies!” We didn’t get any cookies that day. But in terms of group leadership and music-making, it was an exciting moment for me.
– Elton John pushed me at Tower Records on Sunset. A space-invader decended on my section while I was thumbing around. Its arm shoved me aside, snatching this disc and that. “Huhhh!!!!” I exhaled, but the guy was oblivious. I stepped back, cocked a hand on my hip and said, “Hello? Like, EXCUSE ME?”and there my eyes were seared by a shocking orange suit only one degree lighter than construction cones. It was the imposingly squat physique of Sir Elton John! What possessed him to wear such an obnoxious color off-stage I’ll never know. Trailing him was a boy-assistant who held the basket into which Sir Elton thoughtlessly flung his snatchings. He was a rude, old queen indeed!