Saturday, February 25, 2012

Oscar Buzz - Janet McTeer - River wants her!

It's all for OUR dogs...finding a film maker who can do it!

Here's how the story begins: (start here if you are new)

http://ruthperkinson.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-1-of-365anyone-want-to-come-along.html



It's Oscar weekend and while River is passed out in the next room and the wind is ripping up the branches out back here on the east coast, I'm excited.

I love the movies.

This year my vote is on Janet McTeer for best supporting actress in the movie, Albert Nobbs. She plays opposite Glenn Close as the "other" woman pretending to be a man to survive that beautiful yet volatile era. And, McTeer nails it. She plays the role so deftly in the beginning (and with the help of makeup) that you truly don't realize at all that she's a woman until she, in a kismet-like turn of events, has to reveal her breasts to Albert (Close) in order to cement their pact in "hiding" to survive the brutal misogynistic society of the nineteenth-century day. McTeer steals the movie with the nuances of her energy and the way she holds the space in each scene allowing the viewer to feel exactly what it is she is feeling. A kind of acting that comes out of a deep empathy or sympathy for creating a character one becomes. McTeer becomes Mr. Page, the painter and if you haven't ventured out to see this one. Go do it. Get off the computer go to the movies and watch the enormous, inviting, intoxicating verve that this McTeer owns and exudes. You'll fumble all over yourself as you leave the movie feeling her balm for hours - and, for this writer, days. We're pawing it out for you, McTeer. I suddenly feel like we are playing on the same softball team.

River must have felt me whacking away at the keyboard. She just popped up and came in here.

River holds the space for me. She keeps me sane.

While I watch the Oscars tomorrow, I will keep the dream alive and hope that one day we can make it to the big screen. River will likely be at the Rainbow Bridge when that occurs, but her spirit will soar. Her companion dog, Scout, died six years ago from canine cancer. She's wagging her tail in the hopes, too, that our movie can come to fruition.

It took Glenn Close over twenty years to get her dream to the big screen. Albert Nobbs was worth the wait - so was McTeer.

So is River and Piper's Someday.

All our love today to you movie goers!!!

Ruth and River

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Patrice McInnis: Valentine's Tribute

It's all for OUR dogs...




Our goal: To find a producer or celeb or anyone who will help make Piper's Someday (the book River stars in) into a movie.

Year 2 of Forever

Here's how the story begins: (start here if you are new)

http://ruthperkinson.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-1-of-365anyone-want-to-come-along.html




My friend, Patrice, died last night of pancreatic cancer. She was diagnosed in August of 2010. At 50, she leaves behind two children and a legacy of love and a gaggle of friends who were drawn too her like a moth to a flame. We speculated that she weighed about 75 pounds and had hung on without water or food for over eight days while in hospice. Her yoga and verve for life and music and her staunch loyalty to her family kept her heart going long after the hospice nurses thought she would have gone. My guess. My guess only.

Those of you who have been touched by too-early-a-death of a loved one know the veracity and variety of emotions - all at once, then sometimes, nothing at all. Just empty space. Pregnant and empty.

I was in bed asleep last night on Valentine's Eve while Patrice was taking her last breaths. I did not hear the phone ring when my sister called and then she texted me the news - I saw it this morning while I was backing out of the driveway to go to work.

I burst into tears. Elated that her long arduous journey was finally at a close. Grievous to the point of being out of breath at the fact I would never see her again.

But, Patrice teaches me like good friends do. She, even in this moment, is only a little above all of those who knew her and loved her. Her awareness thick and alive and floating into the ether with her mother, Ethyl, and her brother that died as a teenager, Billy. All three of them - all together again.

Families like to stay together...

Patrice loved my dog, River. Even though she was allergic to her, she still cackled at River's shenanigans and was always asking her to "quit licking me!" River loved to antagonize Patrice with unwanted licks and was forever being too close to her. I can see Patrice picking off dog hair even as I write this. However, when she (River) had her surgery to remove her leg last year (and while Patrice herself was going in for chemotherapy), Patrice called me and checked in on us both to see how we were doing. She believed in River and in River's dream.

On a personal note...two years ago, when I had shattered my ankle and lay in my bed day in and day out in intense pain, Patrice came over on many occasions brought me lunch, made me do yoga stretches in the bed, and then wheeled me in the wheelchair out into the January sun. I can still hear her voice. That New England clip.

"Get outta the bed and I'm going to roll you outside. Come on! Ruth, you need some fresh air," Patrice calmly barked the loving order. She did that to a lot of us.

People leave all kinds of legacies. Patrice did, too.

On this particular heavy Valentine's Day, I'd have to just say that Patrice McInnis left us all a little happier in this world than when we all came into it - just because she existed.
She was kind, she showed up, she helped children and she loved good music and talks about sexy men and sexy everything. A complete crack up.

Go, Patrice, Go!

Here is a picture of Patrice taken when I got my first book published: She's the blond in front over to the right with the faded jeans on and the white sweater. (Third from the right).





River and I both send our love to your family and friends.



Saturday, February 4, 2012

Poets and Writers

It's all for OUR dogs...


Our goal: To find a producer or celeb or anyone who will help make Piper's Someday (the book River stars in) into a movie. If you can help, contact me!

Year 2 of Forever

Here's how the story begins: (start here if you are new)


http://ruthperkinson.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-1-of-365anyone-want-to-come-along.html


River sleeps at my feet as I tap this blog out to my 42 followers. A gutteral moan issues from her glottal lobe each time she turns over and lies on her side. Sweet baby...over a year after surgery, my three-legged dreamboat is still my guardian of being.
 
Passing the time, my girlfriend is watching "As Good as It Gets" with Jack Nicholson and Helen Hunt. Great writing. Jack Nicholson is a lovely son-of-an-OCD-bitch. I love his mannerisms and recalculations on words and nuances. He's the whole movie.
 
This morning I passed some time thinking on my good friend Patrice who is dying of pancreatic cancer. We had a prayer group on Monday and chanted "Happy Trails. Go in Peace. We love You." She still lingers and I still wonder why she's hanging on.
 
While I was thinking on her, I picked up Poets and Writers Magazine and began to read stories of inspiration on writing and revision and am always amazed at the articles written in that magazine. They tell stories with such grace and wisdom and detail and I find myself saying, "how can I write like that?" Then first lines of books begin to daudle around the ether of my brain and stuff like this comes out:
 
Sitting on a stack of milk crates by rotting bananas in the office of the Garrisonville 7 Eleven, I point to words on a page on a eight dollar cancer policy and watch the Hispanic store clerk glaze over like a Krispy Kreme.
 
I love the inspiration.
 
I love my guardian of being.
 
I love Helen Hunt.
 
I want 4.2 million people to read all of my books.
 
I will renew my magazine subscription to Poets and Writers. I wish my friend to pass on and float like an angel into the ether. Go.
 
Till next time,
 
xoxo,
 
Ruth and River
 
p.s. The Mystic Market is OUT! If you want a copy of it, go to bellabooks.com, Amazon or your local bookstore. They will order one up for ya.