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    Showing posts with label hope. Show all posts
  1. Gratitude, etc.

    Saturday, October 12, 2019














    All of you who expressed your concern whether as a comment on the 
    blog page, my Facebook page, a phone call, or an email directly to me, THANK YOU!


    Two beautiful women sent me cards and cash.  So appreciated and needed 
    since I wasn’t able to be out there making money for quite a while.  My closest buddy lent me money and brought me tea, took me to the doctor’s more than once.  He is my unofficially adopted brother.


    I feel much better.  Wednesday was my last antibiotic.  The next day was 
    supposed to be my follow-up visit with the infectious diseases doctor but got rescheduled by them.  I think the doc was sick.  I was actually relieved because I wasn’t able to sleep the night before until 5am.  So I was on the verge of rescheduling.  Since they did it, I have no guilt about it.  I’m supposed to see her next Thursday.


    Currently I feel like the pneumonia is gone.  I am being cautious though 
    since so many people told me they thought they were ok and then got hospitalized.  I have other problems from lying around and sitting too many hours per day.  Circulation in my legs …


    The “Chinese Consulate” calls me often.  This is crazy.  I’ve never been to 
    China, I am not Chinese, and I never had anything to do with the Chinese Consulate. 


    This technological age seems to offer as many problems as benefits.
     

    During my feeling awful, I did the mature thing and canceled being in a 
    comedy show.  The producer was very understanding, and offered to reschedule me in his weekly show.  I think I’m ready to respond to that email.  I miss being out there.


    My cell phone service has been interrupted.  I’m hoping my internet, cable, and home phone doesn’t.  My financial situation sucks. 


    My last comedy show and three poetry readings were fantastic.  So I have lots of hope.  The host of my most recent reading told me this: 


    You did a great feature. I got positive feedback from folks there. Margo, the new WSAC board president, complimented you and your work emphatically. She said you presented the case for women’s rights and women’s situation in the society very clearly and very well; very down to earth. You were a big hit. 



    That made me feel very good.


    I’ll keep you all updated.




    Much love to CGG-M!  
















  2. So Sunday – the day those cast would be notified - was pretty silent all 
    day except for two calls from a friend.  As the day went on, I was becoming so disappointed.  I told myself to just accept that for whatever reason, I didn’t get cast.  Then, still not able to let go, I thought that maybe because it was Easter, she’d call in the evening.  I was grasping for any hope left.





    Shortly after 5:30, the director called.  I was thrilled.  I’m in.  I didn’t get the part I went there to audition for; I got one of the other parts she had asked me to read for when I was there. 



    The amount of shooting days for my character is less than what I had 
    hoped for (I'll still need a part time job), but it’s a recurring character, so hopefully it will grow.  I’m grateful.



    After sitting with the news for a few minutes, I texted my best friend.  
    He’s not a texter, so he called me.  After we spoke, I messaged an actress friend who I met at the audition and who felt more certain than I did that I was getting cast.  She wanted me to let her know, so I did.



    Wow.  I’m still digesting this.  Whew.  Thank you for your good wishes and 
    interest.





    Love to CGG-M.






  3. Still Hopeful in Spite of So Much

    Friday, October 26, 2018













    Just when I was feeling like nothing was happening for me, things began to change. 





    I was asked to audition for a role in what promises to be a meaningful and artful film.  As far as money goes, there will be some.  Just don’t know how much or little. 


    Then I received an email to please hold a certain day free to possibly be in another film.  It’s a one-day commitment and pays enough to help me get through this month.  It’s just not confirmed yet.

    Isn't all this financial uncertainty so much fun?!




    Now I have an opportunity to do a 2-minute clean set for industry.  I hope 
    I can pull out 2 clean minutes from my material.  I hope I deliver well and do my best.  That’s what I want from myself – my current best.  Then if I don’t get whatever I’m going for, I am not upset with myself. 





    A writer friend and I are going to attend a workshop on applying for a 
    certain grant.  This is a grant I won in 1999 for nonfiction literature and in 2001 for poetry.  In recent years, everything became computerized.  Submissions have to be on line along with a bunch of other specifications.  I know it is supposed to make things easier, but for me it was a barrier.  I haven’t applied in several years.  So I’m hoping very much that this workshop removes barriers for me.


    I will update you on these happenings.  I very much appreciate your 
    interest.












    I’ll not get into all the things I am panicked about at the moment and, instead, leave this on a note of hope. 








  4. Still Hopeful, After All These Years

    Tuesday, April 12, 2016


     
     
     
     
     
    In spite of having a heavy heart, I registered for a comedy festival. 

    Announcements will be made by September 1st. I like me for moments like that where I don’t totally surrender to the unfortunate parts of my life or to depression but instead “keep hope alive.” I am as aware of my gifts as I am of my suffering.
     
    Adding to everything, the director of my main job is moving on; most of us are sad and worried.

     

    She is exceptional and rare. I even asked her if she has a friend she can recommend. It is going to be a trying time.
    No matter how long or short she was our director, she did real good, and I just hope some things stick even after she’s gone.

    The good part (I think) is she will still be involved in our program as she is promoted to head our parent organization. I just pray her new role fits her caring self. I’d hate to see the demands of the job force her to be something other than who she is (ya know how jobs can do).

    In terms of the country, there is hope on the horizon:


    The lone Bronx elected official supporting Mr. Sanders, Assemblyman Luis Sepulveda, said at the rally tonight that the Democratic machine had pressured him into endorsing the more moderate Ms. Clinton—and he had to say no, citing the devastation of the Iraq War. Bronx Councilman Ritchie Torres, who is officially neutral in the primary, also attended the rally.

    “Bernie is a man of integrity,” Mr. Sepulveda said. “Bernie is a man who’s gonna lead this revolution.”

     

    http://bronx.news12.com/news/bernie-sanders-speaks-at-bx-community-college-1.11672256

    Sen. Bernie Sanders made his second campaign stop in the Bronx Saturday.
     

     

     
     
    As he has in other states, Mr. Sanders told the crowd that a high voter turnout would be critical for him. “Bring your friends and your family,” he said. “Let us make the world know that in this great state, New York is part of the political revolution.”
    Amanda Hooper, a 26-year-old waitress who lives in Brooklyn, said she was excited to see Mr. Sanders in her borough. She said she dropped out of college because she couldn’t afford tuition after her scholarship money was reduced as part of state budget cuts in Florida.
    Now, she’s hoping Mr. Sanders can help people like her afford school and said she felt confident that Mr. Sanders could win New York’s primary.
    “This is his turf. He’s from here,” Ms. Hooper said, adding that Mrs. Clinton might have worked on efforts in the borough but didn’t have the same connection as someone who grew up in Brooklyn.
    “That’s her turf, all those buildings over there,” Ms. Hooper said, pointing to Manhattan’s maze of skyscrapers. “Brooklyn, I think, is Bernie’s.”

     


     
    http://www.nytimes.com/politics/first-draft/2016/04/10/bernie-sanders-did-not-disappoint-at-coney-island/?_r=0

    Mr. Sanders stopped to take photos with people as he walked into Nathan’s. “I love you Bernie,” a woman screamed to him. “I trust you.”