This must be my newest phase in life. Watching the crossroads outside my window. Starting on my ‘real’ lifes’ work in my late 40’s. Me and Alice Pearce.
Mostly, what I see are cars almost hitting each other because they don’t see that the stop sign isn’t on both streets. I see dog walkers. Early this morning, at my Gladys-Kravitziest – I saw a guy in sweat pants taking pictures of the abandoned house across the street.
Alice Pearce won a posthumous Emmy for her role as the nosy neighbor on the 60’s t.v. show “Bewitched”. Before that, she had resisted t.v. She preferred working on the stage. I wonder what happened? Was t.v. What’s Next for her? She was already a fairly successful comedienne.
I was already a fairly successful producer. I just did it for someone else. So, now me (and my binoculars) are doing it for … something else. But, it’s still essentially the same thing. I’m still producing a festival. Is this What’s Next?
Susan Scot Fry
Update… This is such a critical question. What’s my passion? I think I know the answer. The question is whether or not Shakespeare in the Park scratches that itch. I think it can. Partially.