Nancy Froeschle: Edwin and Maudey


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An excerpt from Edwin and Maudey, a short film written by Nancy Froeschle.

Would you do it all again?

Edwin smiles at her. Takes her hand in his and kisses it.
Both seem a little drowsy.

You bet your boots I would.

Maudey’s eyes tear up a little.

I’m going to miss you. I’m going to
miss you, my sweetheart.

Edwin nods. All his love for his wife is contained in his

I’ve got you, Maudey – For always.

Sleepy, they both lean back in their rockers. Keep watch over
each other until their eyes close. Eventually the chairs stop


Do you know how challenging it is to concentrate on art with tears? This is a seriously beautiful short film. When Nancy shared this script idea that soon after became a short film, I couldn’t get it out of my mind. And when I got a sneak preview I was even more deeply in the story. What a life, what a story, what an ending! Beautiful.




Sage Cohen … this is what love does …


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from “Dear Luna” by Sage Cohen

this is what love does:

travels to the lowest ground,

then collects in the

carved out places.


Isn’t Sage’s poem gorgeous?

This week is a series of prose, poetry, fiction excerpts from a few of my dear and talented friends. This style of working is out of my comfort zone. So I do hope I’m able to give their words the visual staging they deserve.

I’m learning so much right now about layering and visual centering in complex information sets. It’s great. Oh, and the first piece in this month… Edith Wharton quote won first place in an art/author quotes contest on Saturday. I was delighted.


Katherine Anne Porter: Notes on Writing


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Katherine Anne Porter : NOTES ON WRITING

Berlin, December, 1931. From a letter to G.

… I can’t tell you what gives true intensity, but I know it when I find it, even in my own work—there perhaps first of all. It is not a matter of how you feel, at any one moment, certainly not at the moment of writing. Feeling is more than mood, it is a whole way of being, it is the nature you are born with, you cannot invent it. The question is, how to convey a sense of whatever is there, as a feeling, within you, to the reader;


I love the searching in her words. I love the sentence, “Feeling is more than mood, it is a whole way of being, it is the nature you are born with, you cannot invent it.”

She goes on to talk about the technical aspects of conveying ‘yourself’ to the reader. That it’s a matter of rapt attention and ability development. Again, I just love the struggle and search for how to get closer to her reader. The need in it.



Feather bed or Tightrope


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“Life is always a tightrope or a feather bed

Give me the tightrope.”

~ Edith Wharton

Gosh I dunno. Right now? It’s featherbed for me. I had a wonderful Thanksgiving. But all that food? Now I need to sleep it off. Featherbed please!