Sat sapientis

the rest is səɪlence

2011-11-20T08:43:00.001-08:00

M and I have spent the last nine weeks, the entirety of her third trimester, rehearsing and performing Hamlet in the "original pronunciation," that is, not imposing an accent but adhering to the phonology and vowel forms of late sixteenth century England. I was rather skeptical of the endeavor at first, especially since to my mind communication with the audience is the primary goal, and our

Morning

2011-09-09T09:30:00.000-07:00

I wish I could fashion a whole day out of morning. Specifically this time, during the second cup of coffee, when the light is inviting and forgiving, not like a buzzing, judgmental afternoon. A bowel movement seems a pleasant accomplishment. It feels like everything I need to get done today will probably get done, and if it doesn't, well, other important things will, and then I'll see M and a

Prodigy

2011-09-02T07:48:00.000-07:00

My son gets to play his first Shakespearean role at the age of negative one month, this coming November. There aren't many lines in the role of Hamlet's unborn brother, but I feel as though it's more of a physical part, anyway. And you know what they say, no small parts, only small actors. In this case a small actor, all of whose parts are also quite small. I must admit I'm a little torn about

We are not making this name up

2011-08-31T09:13:00.000-07:00

In the interests of educating the various people who seem to believe that we’ve invented our forthcoming baby’s name like a pair of society-defying hippies, I hereby present a morning’s Google-search of evidence that it's a respectable and lovely name with a long pedigree: