A slave’s day left very little time for contemplation. Siobhan found that almost comforting; she wasn’t ready to face her situation. By the time she had been sent to sleep in an alcove behind Proximo’s sleeping quarters, she was exhausted; but she still couldn’t sleep. Time to face facts. Sid had somehow found a way Read More …
The whitewashed room was large and sparsely furnished; food was piled on a rough-hewn wooden table. An enormous fire hung with well-used, battered cooking pots dominated one end. Weird. She’d never seen this sort of room anywhere at the Point. Looking down, she realized that her clothes were different as well. Her jeans and tee-shirt Read More …
On Valentine’s Day 2014, the film adaptation of Mark Helperin’s novel Winter’s Tale was released, marketed as a date night movie. I admit it: it was not a film that spoke to me in the previews. I skipped it in theaters, but made an impetuous decision to purchase it on DVD. After all, Russell Crowe had a Read More …
(If you don’t know the story of “Les Miserables,” and you don’t like spoilers, read no further.) “Les Miserables” was my first West End theatre experience more than 22 years ago. Since then, I have seen it on stage five times, and watched and listened to the 10th and the 25th Anniversary Concerts endlessly. Read More …
You must be 18 years old to view this content. Please verify your age.
Siobhan couldn’t believe what she was hearing: “Overtime? Again tonight?” Her team leader shrugged her shoulders. “It can’t be helped.” “I had plans, Beth. This is the third Friday in a row you’ve sprung a last-minute special project on me.” Beth shook her head. “I’m not going to argue with you. I have dinner reservations, Read More …
