Gets her clothes cut with a real knife during every performance of “Prologue to King Lear” (for more information, please go here, although it doesn’t look as though they have the info on the new play up yet). If the knife slips… And I thought writing was crappy.
Has been a sobering experience. In Ukraine, law & order stands on shakier ground than I thought, and I don’t mean the TV show. But it’s so damn beautiful here though, you tend to forget about these things, at least for a while. And you tend to believe, and I still do, that everything isContinue reading “Doing research for my book”
I haven’t seen Sasha in 12 years. She’s a very pretty dyed blonde now, and she has breasts, as do I, but otherwise, little has changed. The wind is whipping up snow, and I don’t think I will ever forget how she sat in that little wooden chair in a cafe on a street namedContinue reading “I saw a friend today, oh boy”
It’s not for you to ask for world peace. It’s not for you to ask to win the bloody lottery (although now that you’re a citizen of the United States, you have one-in-a-zillion chance, as opposed to no chance). So then, I will give you the next best thing. I will give you snow.
Some thoughts from leaders, friends, and random passer-bys: “Aaaaaaah. No gas no gas no gas no gas no gas no gas.” “Time to cozy up to Putin.” “Time to protect our interests, like the U.S. does. As soon as we decide on what those interests are – all the while calling for early elections andContinue reading “What does the death of Turkmenbashi mean for Ukraine?”