Crowded Dreams 2004 2013 First Chapter... Read More
These are notes from a Beverly call after World Trade disaster for our NY A C N group to consider:
I spoke with Beverly yesterday, she has been thinking of us constantly and is sorry to not be more in touch; she’s pretty strung out about WTC herself.
I wanted to see if there was some way of working with ACN and/or Beverly on the issues I was facing as a New Yorker — were there things the process could do to help me deal with my issues — taking subways, losing a job and ... Read More
REEL TALK: A Cinemoir of images, people and ideas
by SPENCER MOON
This book for the New Millennium is a genre-bending mélange that includes memoir with film and media history. There isn’t any other book like this one. This book combines the story of my life and my life working in media along with a significant number of films and television programs from all over the world germane to the story. Paperback, 384 pgs., $25.
I am a book lover; I love them so much I have to write... Read More
It was the way I always wanted New York to be, the way I always envisioned my life here.
Walking down a street after a performance, catching up with a group of dancers and their friends ambling along and being warmly greeted by them and told how much they liked my work.
We continue walking side by side, a group of artists who have just performed different pieces in a group show.
Coming up on the other side of the dance group now are two women dancers from a more experimental... Read More
HALLELUJAH TRUTH WITH SPENCER MOON AND HIS AUTOBIOGRAPHY!
How exciting to see the ACN process come to fruition and bear fruit! Witnessing Spencer Moon read from his autobiography, “Reel Talk: A Cinemoir,” was thrilling! He used the goal setting process and coaching of the artist conference to write his third book. To find out more, read the interview I did with him for my blog, Coffee With Hallelujah, and find additional links to Spencer and his work there! Congratulations Spe... Read More
Doesn’t everyone have a favorite grits story?
My fondest grits memory is from a moment at age 8 when I saw my first grits tree in bloom. Delicate pale yellow blossoms gracefully cascaded down limber slender shoots extending from the sturdy central trunk. This was a mature grits tree in a grove of 100 sister trees. Such a sight has been known to make even the most weathered farmer grow misty eyed.
Um, ahhh…the aroma! The sweetness has not been captured by skilled aroma therapist... Read More