Tying Up Loose Ends
I am over the moon excited about my upcoming move to my new room in Queens. Right now I am living at my aunt and uncle's house, and although I am incredibly grateful for their acceptance and generosity - it is time for this girl to get a move on!
My move in date is June 23rd and until then I have decided to use this time to tie up loose ends. I have created a mental list of goals to complete during these next two weeks. The first item on that list was to create a New York blog and to write up to the current date (Done and Dusted), create a Vision Board (a homework assignment from my life coach that I've been putting off for far too long), to edit, format, and submit my 3rd book to KDP publishing, and make all grammatical changes to my first book.
Although this list is pretty ambitious, determination should be my middle name, because when a goal is put in my head, I find a way to get it done!
So it is my ultimate dream to work with Sarah Jessica Parker on my books, because I know that my work centers on the empowerment of women, and I have grown to admire her work in Sex and the City. Well it just so happens that she has a publishing company Hogwarth Publishing and of course I signed up for their mailing list. As luck would have it I received an email that notified me of a book discussion event that they would be having on June 19th. Immediately I signed up and went down to the Strand Bookstore in order to get my copy of the featured book.
My trip into the Strand, an independent bookstore that boasts 18 miles of books was truly memorable. The trek started with the best of intensions. When I heard that my friend Bobby from Stony Brook was playing Jack Kelly out on the island, I must say that my heart was set on supporting him. After giving the matter a little thought I decided that going to see him could be referred to as Mission Support then Hobo. The show did not start until 8 pm and then it most likely wouldn't get out until after 11 pm, and who wants to be stranded at a creepy outdoor train station in Long Island? I'm afraid to say this was not the only creepy step of the shebang, so this time I decided to take the safe route and simply buy the book for my book club. I knew that I ultimately had to rest up because the next day was to be my favorite day of the year: The Tony's!
The day of Tony festivities definitely required me to go in to the city. Last year my friend Shirley sent me a link that took me to Show Score information about free viewings of select musicals on the big screen and then a broadcast of the Tony awards as well as the red carpet. Well this year, after some investigative work, I found that the same movie theater in Chelsea was showing musicals, this year the movies that they were showing were Hello, Dolly and All that Jazz. Then after these movies I had to make my way up to midtown for the Davenport Tony party, because I have rejoined the Producer's Perspective Pro, I received an invite to this momentous event.
It was pretty awesome to be in attendance at this event. Even though we were a bunch of theatre nerds in a sports bar where a channel change had been prearranged, I was still a girl wearing a short skirt in a bar. I had to repel some unwanted flirting. I must say the whole flirting approach was quite strange. The guy planted himself on my chair when I went to the bathroom. I ended up telling him that I had a boyfriend and that ultimately he was wasting his time. This did not deter him, instead he remained to be unfazed and stood his ground. He wasn't about to give into my feeble lies, and so I had to leave in an awkward defeat.
The day after the Tony's I decided to begin the trek to get massive amount of shit done. The first item on my agenda was to create a blog and bring it up to speed, and I'm proud to say that I've made it! In the process my wonderful New Canaan friend Kelly called me up and asked me if I wanted to see Rocketman. Of course I answered that question with a resounding "Yes!" The movie ended up being absolutely amazing and provided its audience with a beautiful lens in which to view tragedy being turned into triumph.
