a[n] [auto]biography and a love story.
One hundred and twenty five years later, the signature Vincent scratched off on a letter to his brother is engraved into my skin. It was my 28th birthday, I had finished the first draft of my book, and when the tattoo artist asked “you want it exactly the same as he wrote it, no?” I […]
Wed, September 11 2013 » Personal, Writing the Book » 2 Comments
Dear Reader, I have felt many things over the past few weeks, and it’s made it difficult to clear my head enough to speak clearly here. I regret if my straying has made your curiosity wane (almost a rhyme there), it was not intentional. The other problem has been that my mother and I were […]
Wed, November 17 2010 » Personal, Popular Culture, Theater piece » 2 Comments
This entry is about the plan for the play, Vincent’s Yellow. The Plan, like the play, like the book, has developed so naturally that it’s almost suspicious. Why suspicious? I never really feel like I’m planning. I just get ideas and they become plans. I’ll explain. I’ve always thought my play about Vincent and I […]
Mon, February 1 2010 » Personal » 2 Comments