So...maybe I am not a blogger.

I started this blog over a year ago and I have used it 3 times.

Maybe I am just not a blogger.

Plus...if no one...and I mean NO one: 1) Knows you have a blog 2) Reads it
then is there a point to blogging?

I could journal. I used to love writing. I used to NEED to write.
I want to start up and again. Use that part of me.

It may be here...but I may just dig up a blank book and a pen.

Who knows?

I just found my blog!

Maybe I will start to use it!












But not today...today we have 6 hours between wrapping Willy Wonka Jr. and spending all day tomorrow working on Chicago.
So today...I will rest.

Stay tuned.

I could never love anyone as I love my sisters.

I love the book Little Women.
I love-love-love the movie Little Women.

but...

If anyone makes me sit through the musical Little Women ever again, I may freak out.
Let me just say...the production was fine...the actors, very talented.
I think it is a boring, awful, slow musical.

And that is saying a lot...because I love musicals.

I need a place...

I am just trying this.
After years of reading the blogs of women I love and admire.
Picking a title was easy...a song from The Secret Garden that has always rung true for me.

MARY:
I need a place where I can go,
Where I can whisper what I know,
Where I can whisper who I like
And where I go to see them.

I need a place where I can hide,
Where no one sees my life inside,
Where I can make my plans, and write them down
So I can read them.

A place where I can bid my heart be still
And it will mind me.
A place where I can go when I am lost,
And there I'll find me.

I need a place to spend the day,
Where no one says to go or stay,
Where I can take my pen and draw
The girl I mean to be.

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I need a place
where I can come and write...
for writing has always helped me become closer
to the girl I mean to be.