Blogging 101: do not abandon your blog for two-and-a-half weeks without telling your readers where you’ve gone…and if you’re coming back.
Here’s where I’ve been.
That’s me in the blue dress. This morning a friend told me he wasn’t sure that was me in the picture because “my body looked so girdle-y.” (That’s because I am wearing a girdle. And stockings. And a wool dress. In 90-degree heat.)
Before I became a mother, and a writer about mothering, I was an actor. I still am, although three pregnancies in five years does a number on your cast-ability. But for the last three years, I’ve been working on an adaptation of Rona Jaffe’s 1958 novel, The Best of Everything. It’s the original chick lit, some say. I like to call it the Fifty Shades of Grey of fifty years ago (and a heck of a lot better-written).
My partner in crime in this venture is my oldest friend, Julie Kramer. We went to high school together, she was a bridesmaid at my wedding, and along the way, we’ve created four shows together. The Best of Everything is the fifth. We open tonight in New York City. I absolutely could not be any prouder.
It’s meant a lot of time away from my kids. It’s meant a lot of nights going to bed after midnight and getting up at six a.m. to get them ready for school. It’s meant putting everything else in my life (blog much?) aside for a while. And yes, I feel bad about what I’ve let slide over the last two months.
But this morning Maggie’s pre-K teacher told me how much she loved the preview performance she saw last night. And Maggie blushed right to the roots of her hair, so delighted about that, so proud of her mom. And I remembered: it’s okay to have my kids see me doing something I love. It’s okay to give them a reason to be proud of me.
If you’re in the NYC area, or will be before October 20th, it is my extremely biased opinion that you will find this a funny, moving, thought-provoking, martini-swilling look at how much things have changed for women since 1952– and how much they haven’t.
So please come. And if you do- stick around after the show and say hi. After celebrating our “opening night” till dawn tonight, I’ll take the weekend to recover, and return to this blog with renewed vigor next week.
(P.S. The blogging world opens many doors. The associate producer of this show is Holly Rosen, whom fellow bloggers will know well as The Culture Mom. She’s done an amazing job, and it’s thanks to this amazing community that I got to meet her.)