Middle School Theatre

Say what you will, Elementary School Theatre is still theatre. Last night as hundreds of parents, grandparents, cousins and friends filed into the auditorium of a school in Pasadena, the tangible “excitement before the show” electricity was in the air. I know this feeling. It’s the energy that kept me going at Pacific Theatre when I was tired, busy, or overwhelmed. I would leave the office and walk up to the front of house just as they were opening the doors and I would stand at the back of the house while everyone found their seats. Tangible excitement.

Books, papers, and dissertations have been written about why this excitement exists – why we love theatre. I don’t want to attempt to address that here. I just know that there’s a thick energy in the air before a live theatre show; one that just isn’t as viscus in the cinema (although slightly present).

Last night, that energy was present for an Elementary School production of The Beauty & The Beast. Two of our friends were in the show! One played Beauty…

Gillian, Ingrid, & Ryan

…the other was in the chorus. They are talented sisters.

Ellen, Ingrid, & Gillian

Of course it wasn’t the best production of the Disney story ever, but it was theatre. And the audience enjoyed themselves. And they were rewarded for their investment – their excitement. 180 pre-teens told a story, with costumes and music, and lights; and an audience came, and an audience laughed, and an audience nearly cried. Theatre happened. And it was good.



In Los Angeles, image is everything. And certainly one thing that Angelinos want looking fabulous is their homes! Just north of where Ryan and I live, is a lovely neighbourhood full of beautiful homes – Spanish, Stucco, Victorian. Most of them are quite lovely and unique. But are they inviting?

A good friend once said: “Every home should have an entryway that looks inviting.” As I’ve been walking around my neighbourhood, I’ve discovered some very inviting-looking homes. But as I walk, I find myself thinking, “That house would be much nicer if it had a stoop.” Today, as I mused about this, I considered the possibility that it’s because I’m from Newfoundland – where it rains. In Newfoundland, you need stoops.

Not all homes in Newfoundland have stoops; but most do. And it’s a more common feature in homes in Newfoundland than it is in homes in LA. But I suppose that’s because…


Just last night (or the night before?), Ryan and I were driving east and he said, “Oh look! It’s raining!” And I looked. And I saw nothing. So I said, “What? The mist?” “Yes,” he said, “the rain.”

Ryan is from Virginia. It rains in Virginia.

But in LA, it doesn’t rain. It mists. It spits. It becomes hazy, sometimes foggy even. But it’s an unusual event if it rains. They even interrupt the coverage of the latest car chase to tell us that it’s raining! If it rains… which is hardly ever. I guess Ryan’s been here too long to remember real rain.

Anyway… when Ryan and I get a house some day, I’ll want one with a stoop on it. Because even though I’ll rarely need to shelter my wouldbe guests from rain, a home with a stoop just looks more inviting.

And in LA, where it never rains…

…image is everything.

How Not To Pitch A Film


Lots of people are showing up to this post looking for information.  Well, here’s some information on “how to pitch a film”.

Based upon my knowledge, experience and education, the links above tell you pretty much all you need to know about pitching.  The rest is practice, presentation, and poise.

Best of luck!


1. Don’t do this.


The Positive Value of Junkmail

Yesterday, postal prices rose in the United States. Ryan was horrified when he found this out and lamented last night that he’d have to buy a whole bunch of $0.02 stamps. I tend not to bother myself with such things. I use digital mail when I can and subject myself to the postal system when necessary. The USPS says that their price increases reflect inflation and I calmly believe them.

However, I’ve always been one to revile against junkmail. Like you, I’m sure, I grumble everytime I’m thrown back against the wall when my mailbox explodes with flyers, credit card apps, and (heaven forbid) samples! So imagine my incredulity when I heard on the radio yesterday that…


According to the Executive Director of some organization who mails stuff all the time, if there were no junk mail (or advertising mail as they like to affectionately call it), the postal prices would be nearly twice as much as they are today! So there you have it. I for one will from now on happily recycle all the colorful papers that fill my mailbox knowing that they keeping the postage prices low, and my husband from having a cow. I will do this with a smil and calmly, because the prices of postage in America never bothered me much in the first place.