Monday, August 20, 2012

Sunday, August 19, 2012

I had a strange little dream last night.

I was having a play produced in Washington, DC right by the FDR memorial (which is very beautiful at night AND has a little statue of his dog, which looks a bit like the dogs my family has always had.)





The play was outside in a tent, much like the lovely production of Romeo and Juliet I saw a few months ago at the Hudson Valley Shakespeare Festival.

The play was going so well, and then enter the guy who gave me the one great broken heart of my entire life. (Like...ripped it to shreds, severely bruised my ego, and, just when I think I'm really over it, I have this dream, and wonder if I'm really not.)

It would have been "oh how nice!" for him to show-up at my play...had he not brought a date.

And his girlfriend looked like Emma from GLEE.



They sat in the last row of the stadium-type seating at this theatre and sat with their backs to the show.

They left before it ended and without saying anything to me.

Really? What on earth?

I'm not sure what to make of this dream.

It's possible it all goes back to the fact that I have got some abandonment issues, and here's this guy I at very least thought was a good friend, walking away from me after sincerely letting me down in real life.

It could be reflecting my insecurities as a writer...that I'm worried that this guy and his girlfriend wouldn't think my play was good enough. 

Or maybe it was just the opposite! Maybe my play was SO brilliant that this girl felt intimidated and made him leave.

And why was she Emma from Glee? I haven't watched Glee in ages. Does Matthew Morrison have anything to do with this? (I did once tell him that our children would have gorgeous hair about eight years ago. They really would.)

I thought I was over it all. I thought I had forgotten about the boy. Maybe I haven't. Maybe I still feel bad about it and am over-analyzing the whole situation, just as I am over-analyzing this dream...

(Or maybe I'm supposed to write a play about FDR?)

Diana Rissetto

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Finally! An idea!

A friend (that I honestly haven't spent much time with) just asked me:

Have you thought about acting? Whenever I see that adorable girl on the Baby Bonbel cheese commercial asking people to try the cheese, I think that you would be perfect for that!

I KNEW there had to be a calling somewhere out there for me!


Diana Rissetto 

Friday, August 17, 2012

Sometimes life just throws you a curveball...

I was feeling sorry for myself the other day, and then learned that my cousin was celebrating because he gained ten pounds. He's been battling cancer for over eight years and was given a very grim prognosis when he was only 30. And here he was, celebrating a weight gain, and, with that, put everything into perspective for me.

I don't have any real problems.

I also realized that, when life throws you that curveball and you're a Raving Lunatic Girl for a bit, it helps to have...

--A really amazing friend who tells it to you like it is and truly makes you understand what "tough love" is. I get it. It's when you really care about somebody and what the best for them and will risk making them cry for a minute to get them to see the light.

--A "Positive Thinking Class" teacher who takes house calls. Literally.
 
--A large, loving, kooky, sensitive, patient group of friends who you know are always going to be there for you, no matter what.

--A dog that has no idea what is going-on and a nephew who laughs at you like you're Jerry Seinfeld.

--A brand-new play premiering in the delightful little town of Garrison, NY. It's seriously like Walnut Grove up there! It's beautiful and I think about 30 people live there.  I randomly found-out about this theatre because the young man who starred in my off-Broadway show in 2010 does theatre here. I fell in love. It is gorgeous...and I'm so excited to have my own show there!

-The thought that something can be on the way that is AWESOME (see my previous post about how I suddenly found myself in the VIP room to meet the President with a certain superstar friend of mine.)

Life does indeed go on.

Everything happens for a reason.

Keep on keepin' on!

Diana Rissetto