Ladies Who Lunch

Not exactly who lunch. I met my friend, Kate, for coffee this morning.
We talked almost into lunchtime. Amazing how easy conversation is when
friendship is so easy to swallow down. I wish I knew what great insights we had, but even small insights help one get through a day.
About theatre and ageing it is always hard to feel that life gets better.
But one hangs on by one’s fingernails to the charm of performing.

I still have my theatre dreams, but maybe they are better spent in writing and directing for the theatre. Still there’s nothing like applause. We were not at Sardi’s in fancy hats, but in our hearts we knew that the ladies who lunch there are much like ourselves, facing bleak winter with only the warmth of their talents to keep them going.


About christineemmert

Words have been part of my life. First the spoken word in my time as an actress and increasingly the written word in my shift to writer. I write across the genres, but mostly as a playwright and poet. My interest as my life extends is in the realm of tethering myth to the mundane reality where I live. In this vein I have expanded into stories and novels. Presently I look at how myths taken from past cultures can affect us today. Hence my novella of Lilith which is out on Kindle . I live in the Eastern Woodlands where I try to incorporate nature into my many writing projects. We are so in danger of losing that link to our very planet!
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