Friday Is Gone Like Tuesday

 I rose early, wanting to not miss the bus that would get me to the doctor. It was raining cats and dogs at 5 am. Down to a drizzle at 6:45. I saw the doctor, got a steroid shot, and a warning about repetitive motion jobs. Then I got myself back home. I had thought to spend the day on the town, but it was too damp and too cold for that.

Besides, I had to fix the Draft2Digital upload. I called my sister, she was going out. I ate and then took a nap. I think the steroid had a little side effect. It was only an hour. I started working on the revisions, waiting for sister to call. I got some reading done and a few blog posts. About 3:30 I called her to find out what was going on. We got it done quite nicely, I think. Today, I decided to dedicate it to her. It should be available on May 8. Keep an eye on this blog for more news.

Job applications went out for the next hour or so. Then I worked on marketing the play.

Then I decided to get through some of the notes I have accumulated for the blog. What I read and thought interesting but did not provoke me into a separate post are below.

I never watched Murder, She Wrote even when I had a TV, but my curiosity got the better of me when LitHub published What Educators Can Learn from Jessica Fletcher’s Critical Pedagogy by Shannon Draucker. Both amusing and educational, it was worth the time. 

I had it out with CC via text. She wants to protect me, she loves me. I pointed out she was also getting out of paying a debt to me. After that, all was silence.

Nor did I know the problems Donna Summer had - great voice, beautiful woman, nice person, who I thought had gone down with disco - but reading The Guardian's ‘I was decadent, I was stupid, I was a fool’: the dark days of Donna Summer all I saw was another victim of depression.

Just for kicks, I looked at Peter Pan & Wendy review – Jude Law has fun in a so-so reinvention. He's not quite as widely seen as he was 20 years ago, but I think his acting has improved. He made those Harry Potter prequels watchable.

It almost seems foolish at this stage to question the necessity of such a thing, given the crushing commercial inevitability of it, but it’s impossible to watch yet another take on JM Barrie’s impish hero without wondering why we’re here once again. Unlike so many of Disney’s other remakes, the story of Peter Pan has also been told elsewhere on an apparent loop since the studio’s 1953 animated adventure. Within the last 20 years alone, PJ Hogan had a go with 2003’s Peter Pan (a major, almost $100m-losing flop), Joe Wright tried again in 2015 with the more radical Pan (another massive failure, this time rumoured to have cost the studio almost $150m), Benh Zeitlin went even more radical with the underwhelming Wendy in 2020 and, with far less fanfare, we’ve also seen 2011’s Syfy series Neverland, a much-ridiculed 2014 live retelling on NBC, 2020’s semi-homage Come Away with Angelina Jolie and 2022’s little-seen The Lost Girls. It’s been a bombardment especially given how so many of them have been, ahem, panned.

I suspect it has to do with copyrights and trademarks and nothing to do with art. Or box office?

I had seen earlier in another article which I used for a longer post, the name John Mulaney, and just now I ran across In 'Baby J,' John Mulaney's jokes are all at the expense of one person: John Mulaney from NPR. I still have no idea who he is.

Niki Kelly from Indiana Capitol Chronicle wrote, Giving credit where credit is due about the latest Indiana General Assembly. I think she is right about the good done, while I cannot stomach the book banning that seems to make us imitative of that nascent fascist State of Florida, In “sneaky move,” Indiana lawmakers revive contentious library materials language.

Why Little Richard is so important:

He may not solve world peace, but he warms the heart.

The new CPAP mask is a great thing.

It is 11:26. I may do some posts. I may not. I will keep listening to Little Richard.

Tomorrow, the screenplay. I want to be back with my stories on Monday.

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