My Own Private September 11
This is an older blog piece, but it’s my most vivid memory of September 11. It’s now been 12 years since that day. I almost forgot what year it had happened. As for the man I was dating: you forget the negatives. You just remember a living human being who was doing the very best he could with his life. Most of us remember what we were doing on September 11, 2001, the moment the…
Shanah Tovah!
Today is Rosh Hashanah. Sometimes I wish there were a Lutheran-Episcopal version of the Jewish High Holy Days. Take a week to remember the past year: the good and bad that have that happened; the things you did well and poorly; the good things you failed to do… Not because if you don’t, God won’t forgive you; but because you won’t grow or learn or appreciate life. Because you won’t remember your life as it…
Where Are You Going?
This past June I attended Don Miller’s Storyline Conference in Santa Barbara. I knew it was going to be inspiring. I didn’t know it was going to hurt. I’ve done okay as an actor and writer: worked on some movies, wrote a book. I’m long overdue for getting another book out into the world; and I’ve had a few ideas. But something has stopped me from doing those other things. A show. Before Angry Conversations…
If a True Formula = Beautiful, Does a Beautiful Story = Formula?
Several years ago I attended Socrates in The City, a literary salon hosted by author Eric Metaxas (Bonhoeffer, Amazing Grace) and featuring many great Christian thinkers. The guest that evening was Rev. John Polkinghorne, a British theologian and physicist who was knighted for his role in discovering the quark. Talk about physics and my eyes glaze over, but Polkinghorne said something that stuck with me: When an equation is correct, mathematicians call it ‘beautiful.’ A…