To Be or Not to Be...a Playwright

Ah, yes - another theatrical post! This pertains to one of my favorite things (apart from general theatre and acting): writing! I am as of yet experienced, seeing as my play readings consist of two Wildes and three Shakespeares, plus some other partial things. I have a long way to go. But as of a couple of Saturdays ago, I am taking playwriting lessons at Applause!. (Remember them?)

I realized the great usefulness that comes from selecting random magazine pictures and using them as inspiration. I need to write out the one with Queen Sadoree.... Anyhow, I'm looking forward to X number of years from now, when I hope to travel the world, fueled by my inner artician: writer, actor, artist, musician, and possibly even dancer. But primarily a writer. According to Thoreau (or was it Emerson?), life is best lived simply. That's one reason I am OK with eReaders such as my Kindle. While paper pages are preferable (ha), I think it is a necessary sacrifice as opposed to lugging around a library. I think I'd take the aforementioned Kindle, a laptop or whatever I'm writing on at the moment, a sketchpad, perhaps a bound journal, The Good Hat (my fedora), and essentials such as clothing and whatnot. Otherwise I'll travel light.

Speaking of dreams to come, it is almost eleven PM., and I have school tomorrow. But not for the rest of the week! This will be my first meat-free Thanksgiving, I think. Not that I ever cared much for poultry. I would have ham. But I look forward to cheesy potato casserole. And the dogs' expressions when they see all the people-food. And I shall write plays all the while!

Much love to you all,

Lewis M. Winter

Second Attempt at Vegetarianism

"The ability to quote is a serviceable substitute for wit." - W. Somerset Maugham

"An intellectual is someone who has found something more interesting than sex." - Edgar Wallace

Once upon a time, I was a vegetarian. I lasted for about a month before my blood's iron levels went down and I had trouble sleeping. Now, I am trying it again, half a year later, with the hopes of gaining enough protein via other mediums (eggs, nuts, supplements). The thing is, not only did I feel bad with my closest friends "converting" and my allegedly not being able to, but my sister, also one, has shown me slaughterhouse footage. And it is horrifying what they do to living creatures before killing them. Makes me not want to eat even bacon, and that is saying something. I was never huge on poultry, but beef and pork are, in general, tasty; I think I could sacrifice, though. I've thought about owning chickens someday...we'll see.

Mind you, I'm not vegan - I don't think I could do that. But I learned on Sunday that one can make awesome veggie sandwiches using lettuce, tomato, provolone, and mayonnaise. It has milk and egg in it, but no meat. I suppose I've been "vegi" for about twenty-four hours now. Hopefully I'll last longer this time, maybe indefinitely.

Peace and love,

Lewis