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Dance Until We Fall in Love

I’m in love with Joey.

But on that stage, when Rick cups his hands underneath my diaphragm and lifts me over his head, I resist every urge in my body not to fold myself around his torso and give in to the primal sexual nature that rosin powder and ballet slippers have tried to chisel away for the last four years. 201 more words



Waiting to hear was always the hardest part.  Six weeks ago Baliwick had auditioned before a team of recruiters from Julliard.  Gifted musicians from around the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had gathered to practice and audition before discerning musical judges.  28 more words


In my life I have been around some amazing people and heard their stories. This man, Olivier Messiaen and a personal friend of his, Jean Langlais befriended me on a performance trip to Europe in the eighties I made. 287 more words


A few weeks ago one of the most important people in my company came over the the London office for a town hall meeting. One of those open meetings where everyone just has an open chat and you can ask anything you want. 984 more words


NYC in Black and White

Sometimes, the light folds lines into and under themselves on a sunny day in New York City. The cab ride took more than an hour. Traffic and parades and crushes of people crossing. 14 more words