The Plan now has a name. Because we all start somewhere.
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The Mr. Rogers Addendum (2025)
Katie stepped to the pulpit. “This is not the talk I planned to give today,”
Continue readingAfter the Applause: A Little Love Letter
The show closed. And yes, that’s a little sad. Like finishing a good book or waving goodbye at the airport – one of those soft heartbreaks that’s really just gratitude with nowhere else to go. But let’s not forget: in a world overflowing with unfinished scripts, almost-musicals, and “maybe-next-summers,” The Fork actually opened. Curtain up. Lights on…. Continue reading
Practice Your Artist, Post it on the Fridge
Life’s Act III comes with its fair share of creaky knees, misplaced reading glasses, and an occasional moment of walking into a room and completely forgetting why you’re there. But it also has a delightful perk—one I am about to let you in on. Grab a notepad so you can play along at home. See,… Continue reading
About Breaking Hip (the other kind)
Someone asked me the other day what I mean by “Breaking Hip,” the name of this here blog. It had been swirling around in my head for months, but I hadn’t tried to say it out loud before. I gave it a shot. Halfway in, I realized the shot needs a rewrite. Let’s try that… Continue reading
Message In A Bottle (from Younger Me To Now Me)
I can’t write. Not in the “tortured artist staring out the window at the rain” sort of way, but in the way where you sit down, full of good intentions, and realize the words, which used to show up like old friends with stories to tell, now skitter off to some dark corner of my mind,… Continue reading