I never thought I'd be baking a loaf of bread that is meant to be consumed onstage in front of a live audience as part of a surreal music/theater/electronics piece, but it's 2013, dammit, and that is exactly what I am doing in anticipation of tonight's SONAR season premiere.
Maybe while I'm at it I'll finally get around to making those cookies that have been spiking my mental blood sugar levels for the past few weeks.
Where does the time go? One minute I'm fretting about not having enough to do, the next I'm buried under a mountain of repertoire because I simply can't stop saying no to people. Someday I'll figure o
Suddenly half a year has gone by. "You'll write more," you tell yourself, greeting every day with a promise that "Today will be the day I start on that story/essay/novel" and every day the same ending
In an early post from this blog, dated December 30, 2013 (almost nine years ago to the day), I wrote: "The week between Christmas and New Year's is one of my favorites. Nothing too pressing ever happe