I'm not done talking about this, and I suspect I never will be. And they all lived happily ever after. Each of us has a dream, a heart’s desire. It calls to us. And when we’re brave enough to listen, and bold enough to pursue, that dream will lead us on a journey to discover … Continue reading in which that fireworks show GOT ME AGAIN
theatre kids: a love story
It doesn't matter why, but a few weeks ago I had the opportunity to watch a group of teenagers whom I don't know be inducted into the International Thespian Society. I watched them have their names called out by their peers, watched them walk across the stage in their professional best-- which for one kid … Continue reading theatre kids: a love story
in which it’s about a month until the rise of skywalker, and, unsurprisingly, i have a lot of feelings
I really hate when things end. I still remember just about everything about where I was when I first saw the initial trailer for Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens. I had been tasked to write about the experience for the Atlanta-based variety show Scene Missing Presents. I remember my heart pounding, my palms … Continue reading in which it’s about a month until the rise of skywalker, and, unsurprisingly, i have a lot of feelings
dear imposter syndrome, most kindly fuck off
First of all: I know you nerds are reading this. Carry on. Second of all: Cheese and crackers, what a month! I fell head over heels in love with a new fandom, I came out, I spent an amount of money that I'm not necessarily *not* proud of on my hair... it was a heck … Continue reading dear imposter syndrome, most kindly fuck off
what’s in a name?
I started going by "Dani" officially around the 4th grade. The final straw was the 1998 Drew Barrymore film Ever After. If you'll recall, Drew's beautiful, feisty, smart Cinderella character is named DANIELLE. My brain short circuited. TOO. GIRLY. My name is Danielle Elise. My parents have differing stories as to its origins. My dad claims that … Continue reading what’s in a name?
short hair as a means of devotion
I am on the verge of doing something new with my hair. And, as always, I catch myself in the expectation that this change is going to result in a glamorous, dramatic, complete transformation. That my hair won't just change but the shape of my face and the color of my eyes and all of … Continue reading short hair as a means of devotion
the divine power of fandom
Two very significant things have happened to me over the past two weeks. Or perhaps, in at least one of these cases, I happened to the thing. Unclear. ANYWAY: I put in notice at my job. I finally got around to watching Good Omens. Here's how I feel about both of those things: It's just time. … Continue reading the divine power of fandom
“i’ve heard it too many times to ignore it”
As usual, I've been thinking a lot lately about Kermit. In fact, in between sobs a few days ago, I managed to say to my partner, "I feel like I let Kermit down." In case I haven't made this abundantly clear: Kermit the Frog is MY HERO. When I first heard "The Rainbow Connection" as … Continue reading “i’ve heard it too many times to ignore it”
re-visiting walter: the greatest fan of all
One of my favorite moments in 2011's The Muppets, and I have a couple, is when our new friend Walter implores Kermit the Frog one more time to get the gang back together and save the old studio. Walter doesn't yell or scream or make demands of Kermit. "Please, Kermit," he says, simply. "You're my hero. … Continue reading re-visiting walter: the greatest fan of all
so, i signed up for another half-marathon, or: on not apologizing for our bodies
Years ago, when I was just a wee Apprentice Company member of the theatre where I work, an Alexander technique teacher spent five minutes with me and then told me that I "walked like an apology." When she said it, the other baby apprentice in the room and I both immediately started to cry. Recently, … Continue reading so, i signed up for another half-marathon, or: on not apologizing for our bodies
for walt, for robin, for kermit, for me
I celebrate myself, and sing myself, I don't hate myself today, and that is a big deal. Self-hatred is such a constant of my being that my therapist has to often remind me that it isn't a normal thing. Going back to bed after an hour of activity just because I can't deal with myself … Continue reading for walt, for robin, for kermit, for me
happy birthday and thanks for everything, the phantom menace
So, today is the 20th anniversary of the initial theatrical release of The Phantom Menace, and, like a lot of nerds, I find myself reflecting on what the movie means to me, if it's as bad as we all say, and on and on and on. I LOVED The Phantom Menace when I first saw it in … Continue reading happy birthday and thanks for everything, the phantom menace
