Category Archives: All the World’s a Stage

Long Live the King

Posted on January 18, 2011 by onesanevoice

I just finished reading Stephen King’s part autobiographical/part instructional On Writing, A Memoir of the Craft.  Like the majority of his literary creations, it moves with addictive velocity over terrain both familiar and alien, with the alien this time being not … Continue reading →

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Stuck on Staccato

Posted on December 19, 2010 by onesanevoice

I was only five years old in 1959, so I missed out on some firsthand experience when it comes to the very early days of dramatic television.  My repertoire of TV included Howdy Doody, The Merry Mailman, and Romper Room.  My mom would … Continue reading →

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Look like th’ innocent flower, But be the serpent under ‘t

Posted on October 25, 2010 by onesanevoice

I recently reread The Tragedy of Macbeth for my class in Shakespearean Drama, and just for good measure I watched the stunning PBS production with Patrick Stewart broadcast earlier this month.  Do me a favor and read this excerpt from Lady Macbeth’s … Continue reading →

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Lessons from Above and Below

Posted on October 16, 2010 by onesanevoice

A story about one of the candidates in New York’s state senate race made us laugh out loud at breakfast today.  Husband read me the article about a campaign debate between an incumbent Democrat and rival Republican in which the … Continue reading →

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Hanging with the Bard

Posted on September 18, 2010 by onesanevoice

As part of my current course in Shakespearean drama, I viewed a videotape of a performance from 1976 of The Taming of the Shrew.  It was part of Public Broadcasting’s Great Performances series and features members of San Francisco’s American Conservatory Theatre.  Petruchio … Continue reading →

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Go with the Flo

Posted on August 24, 2010 by onesanevoice

One of my favorite things to do for relaxation is to curl up on the sofa with the latest New York Magazine and a bottle of Honest Tea.  Could be peach, could be green, doesn’t have to be iced; just has to … Continue reading →

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The Most Lethal Weapon

Posted on July 30, 2010 by onesanevoice

I’m wondering what Mel Gibson would have to do at this stage in his public unraveling to salvage some part of his image.  He might shoot an email to Tom Cruise and ask how his fellow actor managed a similar trick … Continue reading →

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The Woman Who Would Be King

Posted on July 21, 2010 by onesanevoice

Daughter and I had a date this past Monday evening to meet at an upscale restaurant in midtown Manhattan to take advantage of New York’s Restaurant Week, an event where it costs $35 for a three-course gourmet meal that would … Continue reading →

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Graduation Day

Posted on May 28, 2010 by onesanevoice

Daughter graduated yesterday with a dual Master’s degree from a legendarily progressive teachers’ grad school in upper Manhattan.  Graduations may just be my favorite things in the world and I previously wrote about Son’s and Daughter’s college graduations on these pages and will write … Continue reading →

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A Thousand Words

Posted on May 8, 2010 by onesanevoice

The very sweet-natured uncle who I’ve been looking after in his nursing home died yesterday at 85.  He never had children of his own, and although you wouldn’t have known it even if you knew him, his marital adventures were … Continue reading →

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