Love Itself: My Year Without Roger | Chaz's Blog | Roger Ebert →
What I suppose I’m most grateful for in this year since my beloved husband left us is that I have no regrets. How could I when I was married to a man who called me his “angel. ” And how could I begrudge his flying free from the shell that had grown too small to contain his spirit. He is free. He has merged with the universal love and oneness from which it is said we were all derived.
If I had a gift to the world, it would be that every man, woman and child experience true, transcendent love. I know that I did.
Chaz’s reflections on the past year without Ebert are fucking beautiful. just fucking perfect.
From the room in which Remedial Chaos Theory was broken by Chris McKenna and writers. I’m sorry, that’s not accurate. The room in which Chris McKenna and writers were broken by Remedial Chaos Theory. Thank you so much for your patience and sacrifices, guys.
one amazing bonus of showrunners using social media : getting peeks into writer’s rooms I normally only see in my dreams.
"I believe that when you write something, when I write something, I turn it over and I don’t look at it. Because I believe the writer, the young writer, has a hormone that makes them hate what they’ve written. And yet, the next morning, when you look at it, you say, “Oh that’s not bad.” But the first second you hate it."
#Francis Ford Coppola
#hang this on the fridge