Tinkerbell’s on angel’s dust
By Carrie • Jun 1st, 2009 • Category: NewsSorry I’ve been MIA (missing in America—–& inaction) I’ve still been laying low, just not AS low. I’ve managed to include some exercise and outlining a new book. AND getting the gray out of my hair in preparation for Broadway. I’m also going to New York next weekend to present an award on the Tonys and check out some apartments for the fall.
My mother left for NYC yesterday, to do HER one woman show at the Carlyle Hotel for the entire MONTH. She was a little bit nervous about the NY critics, cause they can be pretty brutal. I think the last time she worked there they might not have been as nice as they could’ve been. I can’t imagine them tearing apart a 77 year old, hard working, incredibly talented icon—–but then, who knows? People are unpredictable in both good and bad ways as you no doubt have noticed.
Other than that, I’ve still been watching way too much TV and trying to diet. A friend of mine from my deep, teenage past passed away today, so that’s sad. Especially for his mother—-I can’t think of anything worse than outliving your child.
In closing, I’d like to enclose a poem I wrote decades ago in the hopes that it will contribute in your version of thriving tinged with joy.
Your once upon a time is up,
Prince charming’s been abducted,
Tinkerbell’s on angel’s dust,
The Matterhorn’s erupted
Your once upon a time is up,
Tammy’s talking dirty,
Dumbo has a PHD,
Leia’s WAAAAAAAAAAAY past thirty……….
oxxoxocff
I’m very sorry for the loss of your friend. I just played a benefit for a woman here in the Detroit area whose 17-year-old daughter was killed by a drunk driver. I cannot imagine the pain.
Good luck to your Mom in NYC.
I just found your blog recently as a friend of mine from the Roundabout told me you were coming to town. And may I just say, you are the bravest woman I think I’ve ever encountered.
I had to become a yoga teacher to deal with my depression and anxiety…! It would be much more fun to write about it instead…but who has the guts to expose themselves so honestly? You do, I guess. How amazing.
Not like being a yoga teacher isn’t a huge indicator of mental instability, but I like to think I have some people fooled!
Thank you for writing so honestly. I’m really looking forward to your show…I was just coming to see it because I loved you so much in When Harry Met Sally! Who knew I’d have so much more to learn about you…
Congrats on getting out of bed…and enjoy the Tonys…they’re almost worth getting out of bed for!
Carrie,
You’re amazing. I just finished the book and it’s great – wish I could see the show. I worked with you years ago – before people could shop naked in their livingroom – when I was an actor/writer but I went back to school and I am a therapist, working at Vanderbilt University with amazingly brilliant and creative students. I’m going to keep your book on my shelf. I won’t quote from it because everybody hates that in a therapist, but I will loan it out. You are such a great writer, I hope you keep writing about the things that most people can’t begin to contemplate…I meant that in a good way.
Thanks
Valri Bromfield
Hi Carrie- I wanted lose weight so I got my stomach staple.d I was only about 30 pounds overweight but it just wouldn’t come off. I was forever ‘bovine’. So I paid cash and had it done. Now I’m super-thin and even if I wanted to, I couldn’t get fat again…not sure how people like Carnie Wilson manage to get fat again- maybe God hates them, I dunno, not my business. I really think you would love to have this surgery done. Not only for yourself but think of Billie. You don’t want to be the only fat mother-of-th-bride at her wedding.
I loved the poem, really loved it. I love you, too, and thanks for everything. I’m excited about your Broadway show. If I’m in NYC and can only see ONE show, to be honest, I will probably see Gods of Carnage. But if there’s time for more than one, you’re will be third on the list. Lastly, if you see Ralph Fiennes at the Tony’s, tell him jewesjen says “hi”. You will not, I promise, get a favorable reaction. It’ll be hilarious!
Love~
jen
Eek! Hopefully the critics will spare Mom in her debut. I personally believe critics have more fun , being critical. I was out in L.A. via North Carolina back in January of 08 . You made me sick!!! Literally! Loved your show there at the Geffen Playhouse. Afterward however, you put the flu-hug on me! I didnt mind terribly , as I was the aggressor.. It didnt set in until I was back in Charlotte . I was the one that asked your mother the best way for a heterosexual male from North Carolina to get a date with her daughter. I believe she sang” Happy Times are Here Again” just after that. Your a good sport. Now quit schlubbing the computer and go exercise .
fantastic poem! I’m headed to Disneyland for my birthday this weekend, so that is fitting. I always imagine Tinkerbell as this really old lady with lots of wrinkles and an awful yellow blonde wig. Don’t ask me why. Now the entire time I’m visiting Mickey Mouse, I’ll be thinking of Dr Dumbo and Tinkerbell getting high.
Dieting sucks ass. I have this thing for my iPhone that adds up calories. So cliche, but it keeps me mindful of what I have eaten. And then I watched Half Ton Man and a bunch of those shows while sick this weekend, and well, that’s a motivator. No one has to tear down a wall to get me out of the house.
I’m sorry to hear about your friend. it must also be hard to lose someone who presumably knew you before. before, well, you know. now you have all this weird fame baggage…..
xo,
Ericka
so sorry about your friend….very sorry….
tell you mom that a 65 year old grannie in texas said ‘chin up..tits out’…
Aww Carrie I’m so sorry about your friend.
Loved your poem…Good luck to your mom in NYC..I’ll have to keep an eye out for you on the Tony’s.
Just watched this to confirm -> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3jYFkNIK_HA
Ya know Carrie, the actress who played Leia looked damn hot way past thirty …
Sorry about your friend, wish I could take away pain, but the best I can do is try and soothe those dear to me – thankfully, despite all delusions to the contrary, I’ve come to accept a few limitations.
Glad to hear you’re doing better. Had a week off, and also spent it mostly in bed, growing my belly, my butt, my thighs… what else grows on Oreos?
I even put on “outside” clothes today, instead of a frumpy old sweatsuit…
I’m considering looking forward to this Broadway thing. I’ve never been to New York but this might be too good a chance to pass up… be well Carrie; for whatever it’s worth, no matter how harsh things get, the fact that you keep on truckin’ gives some of us hope.
j
I’m sorry to hear about your friend, Carrie.
I like the poem & the other ones you’ve posted, too. It’s cool to get to read them…poetry isn’t always easy to share, so thanks for showing them to us.
And that’s good about the new book outline. Hopefully working on a new project will help you get through what you’re going through now. I wanna read it whenever it comes out.
Oh my God… Carrie, have you seen these? Hilarious!
http://s42.photobucket.com/albums/e321/chrisjenni/?action=view¤t=HanJob.jpg
http://s42.photobucket.com/albums/e321/chrisjenni/?action=view¤t=OBGYNKenobi.jpg
Love It!
Dear Carrie:
Sometimes I get the real sense that you are incredibly hard on yourself (even when you try to deny it). I’ve been trying to lose some weight myself [shock] and I’ve created a simple, yummy ’snack’.
Here it is:
1 can of tuna in water [drained well]
2 sheets of Nori [Sushi ]Seaweed
2 teaspoons of Woeber’s horseradish sauce [or any premium brand of horseradish sauce you like]
1 cup of fresh [washed/ready to eat] mixed baby greens
1/2 teaspoon low sodium soy sauce
A couple squirts of fresh lemon juice
How to:
Take your well drained tuna and sprinkle a little of your
soy sauce on it and squirt it with your fresh lemon
Shmear some of your horseradish sauce on your Nori seaweed sheet
and put one half cup of your baby greens down, sprinkle with a teensy
bit of good Kosher salt and then add half of your tuna and roll it up
like a burrito and eat it and repeat (I don’t like to make them both at the same
time so that I can keep my Nori nice and crunchy).
It’s sooooooooo good and good for you!
Be good to yourself, Carrie.
NYC has all the fun!
Ever think of doing your show somewhere in Western or Central PA? Pittsburgh? Erie? State College (home of Penn State, JoePa, and the NIttany Lions!)
If you ever do, I’m there. I’ve been a fan since SHAMPOO. We won’t say how many years that is!
Really enjoy your blog. Thanks so much for sharing!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPXfkkb8kAo
Carrie’s ‘Wishful Drinking on Broadway’ is officially my new Number One NYC Pick! This is hilarious!!!! Carrie, I love you… And thanks for that autographed pic you sent me in 1981, I still have it after all these years. Guess I’m one of your merry band.
love,
jewessjen
First of all my condolences to you and your friend’s family. It is a tragedy when a mother outlives her child. My mother died four years ago and my Gram hasn’t been the same since, in fact none of us have been the same. I know what you mean about having a piece of you missing, as both of my parents are dead. When my father died my other Gram was so upset and heartbrokern, too. I have missing pieces that will never be filled. So I try not to think of the things that I could have done differently for those thoughts would just get me down, so I am all for the new ECT. I would love to get rid of some memories and thoughts forever. I guess I could get ECT but I am not bi-polar and I think I would have to undergo an evaluation.
On a lighter note, I can’t wait until I get gray hair. I so want a gray streak like Rita Moreno had before her hair became an awesome salt and pepper color. I would like that too. I think I will, because my aunts have salt and pepper hair and I got the hair from my grandfather’s side, Jet Black, thick and curly. Yay.
I hope you are dieting for yourself and not because of the ignurami that said you looked like Jabba the Hut. I think you look good. I don’t see anything wrong with you. I mean people can’t expect you to look like Princess Leia forever. That’s impossible for anyone, unless you wanted to get oodles of plastic surgery, and then people will still make of you for doing that. (sigh) Just can’t please everyone.
The internet is full of morons that only have the balls to say rude stuff online, because they know that no one can see how they REALLY look like. It’s like the comic book guy from The Simpsons. He says all this rude stuff but no one cares because he is this major fatass himself.
Oh, btw LOVE the poem. Another gem to go into my brain along with “There’s no underwear in space!”, which I have a good retoric for that, another time.
Take Care, Shanda
It’s amazing how much talent one person can have. I loved that poem. The chick in the brass bra is also intelligent, creative, humurous, a great actor, and still looks sexy-I don’t care what you say. I’d get with that at any age or weight lol.
I’ve recently gotten into screenwriting and have outlined my first screenplay. I know you are the best and are way out of my price range, but how much would you charge for commenting on my outline? Thanks.
I love that poem. Hilarious.
Wonderful writing as usual. I’m also excited to hear that you’re outlining another book. Can’t wait to see what that becomes!
Many kudos to your mom for facing the NY critics, I’m sure her show will be amazing no matter what they print.
I’m with Kyle – love the poem and so excited to know there’s another book on the way. I just finished “Wishful Drinking” and adored it. Can’t wait for more!
Hi Carrie,
People in the NYC area are fortunate to have the opportunity to see both Wishful Drinking and your mother’s show over the next few months. Have a great day!
-Robert
Dear Carrie,
Just caught up with your blog today, and all the comments here~~~
Amazing how many hearts you touch with your honesty and courage, your creativity and charm and humor and grace… you are a total doll…. loved eternally… think about it!!! I don’t mean Princess Leia––I mean the real you…
I thank you for calling all the BS in the midst of all this BS.
I enjoyed your books so much, and your show… I was there in Seatte… with all the geeks… even one woman who made a fuss when you lit up a smoke and took TWO WHOLE (mini-) drags (my daughter and I laughed at her like “get a life”…
Again, thank you for being so completely human and pissing off the right people in exactly the right way at exactly the right moment. Do you realize your brilliant timing???
You are a blessed human being, totally perfect exactly as you are.
Your crazed and faithful fan, as aways~~~
Joy
I too was once “addicted” to LSD. I loved that stuff. I remember hearing about people taking LSD with doctor supervision and the thought of that cracked me up too, the same vision you had, of doctors with beakers on LSD. Anyway, in those days it wasn’t illegal. What we did to get it may have been just ah, bordering on illegality (like stealing from the University little tiny beakers of our own!) We are lucky we lived those days. So many people have passed away since then and we’re still here. Kinda groovy huh.
What was angel dust anyway?
I hope the stars align for your mama!
Always Thanking You Carrie for giving us all this.
Hi Carrie,
Joy Behar from The View twitted the following when she was at your Mom’s show in NYC: “Watching Debbie Reynolds at the Carlyle. Princess Leia’s mother. She’s very funny. Talking about Eddie Fisher right now.” Hope the critics get their heads out of their rear and realize what a brilliant entertainer your Mom is…
Carrie! Me again. Princess Leia was just on Steven Colbert tonight!
Carrie,
Your poem did brighten my day.(sometimes GUYS SUCK. And not in the fun way.)
You’ve got a fan and a friend in Alabama! I’m also another gay Star Wars fan.
Maybe one day we’ll start to see Leia(and Padme) drag queens everywhere.
Hi Carrie!
If you need a place to crash while looking for a place in NYC, my son lives in Harlem and works at Stella Adler Studio of Acting. Let me know. Hope all goes well for you on Broadway and I’ll be watching the Tony’s looking for ya! You are number one because you tell the truth in a way we all won’t crack up over it.
Love,
Celeste
Oh, hey, that means you’re on TV tonight. One more reason to watch the Tonys.
You’re not the only one that’s been MIA. Sometimes, that’s not a bad place to be. I just found out, at the age of 37, that I apparently have ADHD. I have always suspected there was something peculiar about my mental wiring, but that’s not the quirk I would have guessed. All the same, I’ll be showing up at the next psych drugs happy hour. Cheers. Here’s to recovering control of my executive functions and productivity. I’ll also be joining you on the Get My Ass Off The Couch World Tour. Exercise apparently helps ADHD (and a lot of other things) an enormous amount, and wresting control of my frontal lobe back from the land of Ooh, Shiny! may make actually starting that and continuing it much easier without getting bored and distracted and wandering off as readily as I have always seemed to do.
So, yeah, I am a newcomer to the world of the Officially Neurally Interesting. It’s reassuring to find myself in good company here.
Have fun in NYC. My best to your mother and her new gig.
Hey Carrie…just saw ya on the Tonys…magnificent!…you looked great!….any plans on you or Debbie bringing your shows here to Nashville??….i had the pleasure of meeting your mother in at the Welcome Center in Gatlinburg, TN at a meet and greet five or six years ago..i also met and talked with Todd and i hate that you weren’t also there…on top of a dream coming true, my shyness and nervousness was escalated by the stares and whispers from the other people at the event (probably b/c i was the youngest one there, 20, alone, & lookin a hot mess from a sleepness night in a strange hotel) and i completely froze when i really wanted to get an update on you as well as your father…but thanks to your updates on your blog i no longer have to wait to see Todd again haha…somehow i managed to ask for a pic with Todd…thank God!
you looked great (& did great!) at the tonys.
Hi, I just finished your latest book and thought it was great. I read a couple of your books about 15 years ago (which were also good….a little on the chic lit side for the hetero male crowd, but good) and I think you are a very talented writer.
I am not a talented writer, but will try to express myself anyway. I don’t know why in our society that it is “normal” that people try to hide things that don’t go right or are kinda screwy about ourselves. People who always make the right decision and appear to have no flaws I find to be really boring. Life is hard, when something doesn’t go right be honest with yourself about it and try again. These types of “adventures” make great stories at cocktail parties (or in your case you can write a book with a snappy title about it).
Don’t be so hard on yourself. Towards the end of the book you likened it to a giant personal ad. A man could only be so lucky to meet such an intelligent, talented, attractive, honest and caring woman.
Completely off track, I am 41 and was a huge star wars fan. I promise I never “got friendly with myself” to my Princess Leia poster. I died laughing when I read that in your book, that is one price of fame that I never considered. That must be a tough visual for you to shake.
Good luck to you and your mom in NYC. I think your mom is great, I just watched “How the West was Won” and she was great in that picture.
Carrie,
Thought you might enjoy this shot of your parents at Disneyland on it’s grand opening day in 1955.
http://matterhorn1959.blogspot.com/2009/06/opening-day-snapshots-part-2.html
Hey Carrie-
Sorry to hear about your friend. Very sad.
Glad to hear about a new book! Love all your books. You, to me, are an amazing woman! Very strong and honest.
Just had to tell you that when I met my, now, husband he told me that I look just like you (yes, he is a Star Wars fan). So I should probably thank you because Im sure that is the reason he asked me out in the first place and five years later we married…then had two kids.
And, yes, this apparently Leia look-a-like, is now way past thirty as well!
Take care of yourself!
Hi Carrie Frances!
I’m not sure if you know who I am or not, I did recently write you a note thanking you for the wonderful photo which hangs in my over-full “Debbie Den”, but I’m not sure you received it or not. Thanks to the wonderful Jen P. for getting through to you to obtain this wonderful addition to my home.
It almost feels as if you are my “kid.” I remember the day you were born so of course I have followed your life ever since. I’m in my 60’s now and have followed your mom’s career for over fifty years. It really makes me irate whenever anyone says anything bad about your mom. To me, she is the epitome of everything wonderful. I cannot believe there is another top star in Hollywood that treats her fans as well as she does. She always greets me after her shows, she even let me take her to dinner one night — talk about being the night of my life, I still have to pinch myself! The only CD’s I own are Debbie’s and I “tool” around town in my little red car playing her full music blast!
I don’t know if you heard it or not, but I was on the radio with Todd last August. You can find it at http://www.blogtalkradio.com/movieaddictheadquarters/2008/08/05/Debbie-Reynolds-Tribute-Sequel. I made a really bad mistake on that one, I couldn’t believe it, but I’m sure you will catch it if you hear it. I said that Debbie was pregnant with Todd during filming of BOJ when it was in fact you. I knew that all along, I think I just had Todd on my brain.
Saw the previews for “Sorority Row” over the weekend, can’t wait to see it! It’s going to be good to see you on the big screen again. BTW, as I mentioned in my letter to you, your book was a “hoot”. My husband thinks you should be a talk show host. You definitely are a funny lady, just like mom!
Anyway, just wanted to say Hi, hope I can meet you some day if you ever get to Chicago (how about Drury on 8/9, I’ll be there, front row center).
Hugs to you, and when you talk to them, also hugs to DR, Todd and Jenny!
Love,
Gloria Walters
You were adorable and awesome at the Tonys. It was so cool that you introduced my friend Alice’s performance. That made me super happy.
Dear Carrie,
loved you on the Tonys! Your facial expressions and delivery made it all the more fun. I have read all of your books to date and hope that you will have more soon. The first book I read was “the worst awful”. I was diagnosed at 43 although it is easy to see how triggered it might have been earlier.
Oops we gave you a drug, and when you said it was not working and cried your eyes out…well, I am the doctor!!! Take xanax. Doc, I have blacker thoughts about death than I ever have. Well, just take more xanax, it is like a coat, if you get cold just put on more layers… I kid you not. I ended up in the hospital two weeks later and therapy ever after. If life like this was a play, people would laugh.
Instead you make the jokes and laugh and cry and tell the truth when no one wants to hear it and when we need to hear it in detail. Putting a very real and funny face on the ups and downs is a comfort and a laugh. Please keep doing it, keep writing, and come to DC ~ we have lots of clowns here who claim not to be on drugs.
Oh yay! I’m so glad you finally have a blog. I have all your books, though I’ve never seen Star Wars…sorry…..
Woohoo!
Hi Carrie,
I am thinking good thoughts for you as you prep for Broadway! I have been listening to your audio book of “The Best Awful.” I am coming to terms with the fact that in addition to being blessed with mental illness, crappy joints and bisexual orientation, I also have some kind of learning disability/processing disorder which makes it thoroughly exhausting to attempt to read a whole book despite a strong desire to do so. Anyway, I found “The Best Awful” on cd and am thoroughly enjoying it, though there are moments where it hits a bit too close to home.
I would just like to say that I think you have a LOT of depth, Carrie. Few people can actually find the words to offer an accurate glimpse into the abyss that is depression and mental illness. You can and do find the words. It is refreshing and devastating at the same time, because when you describe the mania and the depression it is obvious that you have been through absolute hell. I have also, which gives me an appreciation for others who have been there, but your stories are a firm reminder of how we all experience our own, uniquely fucked-up version of hell and just how lonely it all can be. I was deeply moved listening to you describe Suzanne Vale’s drug run in Tijuana, the devastating fear of losing Honey, and then the unraveling of Suzanne’s world as she plunged head-on into the pits of mental-illness. Thank you for sharing your story with all of us civilians
I’m looking forward to finishing the rest of this audio book.
As far as your show goes, though so many of us strive for being next-to perfect if not smack, dab in the middle of perfection, it really is not that necessary. If you are speaking your truth and others cannot get passed their ugly cynicism to recognize the heart of what you are offering to an audience, then they aren’t worth the powder to blow them up. I have written several reminders to meditate on daily as a part of my own recovery. One of them is: “It does NOT have to be/need to be perfect. In fact, sometimes things are much more interesting due to their imperfections.” I have found it helpful. I hope you will too. I know that being raised and surrounded by professional celebrities and being one yourself, perfectionism was the key ingredient in your baby formula, but others expectations of you are rarely as high as you think. Most people out in the audience want you to do well and are forgiving if it isn’t perfect. Unfortunately it is the jerks who are more vocal, I think. Anyway, your best IS good enough. In fact, in my book, your best is more than enough. Thanks for all your efforts and all that you do, Carrie. And who gives a crap how much you weigh. You are fucking fabulous.
–Amanda from Louisville, KY
Hi Carrie,
So very sorry to hear about the loss of your friend.
I just finished reading Wishful Drinking (literally, just, the book is still warm). It just stole the top spot of favorite celebrity autobiography/memoir from the stunning layered moving goodness that is … Home by Julie Andrews. You’re freakin amazing. (yeah, i said freakin’) and I keep kicking myself that I missed Wishful Drinking when you were in Berkeley and San Jose. Seriously, two places near me and I missed both runs? That’s just ridiculous.
Anyway, all the best to you!
Hi Carrie,
I met you before you were born. Yes, I did! I was a teenage member of your dad’s fan club and got to go to the set of Bundle of Joy, where I met your mom while she was enciente. Even sent a teddy bear to their Maple Ave. address as a baby gift. One of gazillions of such fan gifts, I’m certain. Anyway….
More serious note: I truly feel terrible for those grieving the friend you lost recently. My husband and I lost our son going on three years ago, and the hole in our lives and our hearts is irreparable.
Loved you on the Tonys and love all your work! Very proud to have been there at the beginning…..well, in a way.
Meant the BEST AWFUL….guess I was thinking about how I wondered if mine was the worst awful! Thank you for being open, honest, truthful, brutally humorous, and showing that we are no threat to others who fear mental illness and “crazy” people…we are much more of a threat to ourselves. Laughter is so key when the thoughts turn round and round. Please make more
and again, please consider coming to DC, if we don’t deserve a laugh here, I don’t know who all does!
Hey, about the diet. Diets are overrated. If you’re happy and healthy at your current weight then go with it.
You were hot back when I saw Star Wars Episode IV the day it opened and you’re still hot.
Hi again, Carrie,
Finished the audio book of “The Best Awful” today. Thank you so much for writing it. Beautiful work. I now have Suzanne’s statement to Hoit: “If you weren’t so SAD, you’d be having a GREAT TIME!” in the quotes section of my Facebook page. There were so many great ones, but I enjoyed that one especially. That and your description of the “steep fat tax.” I hear ya all the way on that one! What the hell? The meds make you gain a million pounds and yet you are supposed to have a better self-image? How does THAT work? Anyway, thanks again. “The Best Awful” is now a treasured addition to my small, audio books collection. If you haven’t read the novel “Good Grief” by Lolly Winston I would highly recommend that one to you (the audio book is wonderful).
Take care,
Amanda (Louisville, KY)
Hi Carrie
Just a quick note to say that I think you’re amazing. Love your books, love your blog, love your acting. Your poems are excellent. The worst part about getting older is saying goodbye to your friends and others who haven’t lasted as long as you have. The best part is that if you’ve had an interesting life (as you undoubtedly have) you get to make other (usually younger) people insanely jealous because you were a part of something that they can never experience. I’ve just spent two years doing fuck all; it was kind of fun and kind of sad at the same time (does farting around on the computer equate to spending lots of time in bed? I think it’s pretty similar, except you tend to be more upright if you don’t have a laptop).
There are way too many arseholes on the net. I think this – http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2004/03/19/ – rings true.
Anyway, I agree that a kiss doesn’t make it all better. It sucks that we remember the insults more than the compliments. Nevertheless, here is a compliment (you’re brilliant and funny and iI’ve enjoyed everything I’ve seen/read/heard of you) which I hope you’ll take to heart more than the fucked up Jabba the Hut comments from the anonymous fucktards. Can’t wait to read more from you.
C.E.A.-H.O.W. phone bridge – you can wear your p.j.’s – being with us is like being alone.
care to see Kevin’s Carnegie Hall gig June 17th? I’m thinking of going as nun – anonymity plus religious burkas are so flattering.
I know of a good little West Village apt., 1 bedroom with skylights.
I sent postcards home from summer-camp, and they were returned to me with the spelling corrected.
losing IS winning, lost and found are in the same room.
love,
babka
Just found your blog. I loved the movie Postcard from the Edge… what did you think of it? I first saw it when I was 10 and I felt like maybe I wasn’t the only one living in insanity. Thanks for all you have done.
Sorry to hear about your friend, loved you poem and the way you express your mind lovely lovely one day maybe I will have to pleasure and honour to show you my work and seek your opinion… I have a lot to share about depression… it ran in our family in a strange way and I lived the effect of it from my mom, dad, brothers and now my children … but you know what I grew a million years and learned things I never imagined I would in such a short span of life. Hope that one day we become friends if it is meant to be to meet .. it would be amazing and enchanting.
Mai
Hi Carrie –
Screw the NY critics. I bid an insane amount of money at a charity auction, so that I could MEET YOUR MOTHER after her show at the Carlyle. I am so excited i can’t even tell you – but feel free to share with her! I mean, there’s jewelry, and trips and really fattening food to spend money on, but how many times can you buy 5 minutes with a legend?
Looking forward to your NY extravaganza as well, but i’m fresh out of insane amounts of money, so i hope the tickets are reasonable – saw you in Hartford and it was fabulous.
Me again….this is soooo totally weird…my son grew up in the Star Wars generation and we used to have all the action figuresk planes, etc…but he’s 36 now. Well, took my 6 yo granddaughter to Toys R Us over the weekend and now SHE wants Star Wars legos but they have to have princess Leia in them! WTF! Now where do I find this stuff? AND WHERE did she learn about all of this? I think maybe she saw part of the movie, but she’s just a baby! I guess grandma surfs a lot of internet pages!
Meanwhile, back in blessed obscurity:
My father left, my mother was the first divorcee on the block. I used to listen to your father’s “Oh My Poppa” and wonder: wow! what would that be like? to have a father, a father who “to me he was so wonderful”. My terminal uniqueness = she with no father and no God. Confidant, support & protector of my working mother – until bedtime; little surrogate mother to my sister and half-brother.
Ah, the tyranny of the weak and the aristocracy of suffering!
this idea helped me: anger turned outward, aggression
anger turned inward, depression
anger turned sideways: humor
and this: a bubble should not get too close to a porcupine.
Everything’s coming up roses – this time for YOU.
xox
Carrie,
I’m so sorry to hear about your friend. I could share lots of plaintive platitudes, but I know how hollow they ring at times like this. Instead I will share a brief anecdote…
When my friend Alan died several years ago at the young age of 18, I was so throttled by it that when I did laundry I accidentally washed my wallet, and my social security card has been a shadow of its former self ever since. I am getting married this Saturday, and about two weeks ago as the reality of the wedding began to set in I accidentally washed it yet again. The print is now so smudgy that I would be able to pass as Carrie Fisher if not for the obvious gender-bending problem that I am male and my five-o-clock shadow cannot tell a lie. It is funny to think that marriage is in some way something like death, like when Alan died, but it is the death of my 30-year-old single life instead. Whatever it is, I washed my wallet again…
By the way, you and the Disney cartoon character Snow White were my first two crushes as a child. I was 3 when “Empire…” came out and I saw it in the theater and fell in love with you on the Planet Hoth. After reading “Wishful Drinking” I fell in love with your writing and (because I listened on audiobook I fell in love with your narration as well) am convinced that you should find and befriend author Anne Lamott. If you have not read her, I would highly recommend giving her a chance. “Traveling Mercies” is superb.
Finally, I listened to your book at work while my co-workers slogged through the bog of ho-hum everyday happenings. I enjoyed great hilarity and dark comedic musings from your brain while the rest of the office only aspired to be 1/100th as funny as “The Office.” It made for a delightful working experience. I suffer from pure-obsessional OCD myself, so I am always eager to read biographies by people who have howled at the moon a few times themselves. Thank you for sharing of yourself and your story, and if you are inclined to do so (by the Force, no doubt), write me back. I would love to tell my co-workers that I got an e-mail from Carrie Fisher while they merely got e-mails from their overly verbose supervisors. My soon-to-be wife would also be impressed.
Anyway, take care and be well. And thank you again for writing such a wonderfully raw and entertaining book. It was a dark delight!
- Chad Thomas Johnston
Woman, where are you? Get your lazy bones out of bed, take the 10 steps over to the computer, and write something. We are waiting. This is a command performance. Not to add any pressure, but some of us out here are suffering withdrawal symptoms. Some of us await your terse, yet hysterical comments on the serious people. So put on your big girl undies and tackle that keyboard. We need to hear from you.
Beverley
So very sorry to hear about the loss of your friend.
i liked the book it made me thnk and wounder can you sign my book i take pro zack and other it keeps the pain away
i woude love to see you live in person ny mabe i will onec a find a dam job well with a hug and hand shak
thanks for reading and if my speeling worng i know i have special needs butt i try well i have to go
time to take dam pro zack
Franky Im GLAD Leah is Waaaaayyyy past 30. Ive been as busy doing nothing as you seem to be, BUT…I watched an MSN blurb about a creative “B/P”er…Hemingway….LOL on the ANNIVERSARY of his death (nice eh?) and they reminded that it was 3 days AFTER his electroshock “THERAPY”???? That he SHOT himself. It must help alot. PLEASE do us a favor Carrie….DONT DO THAT. Dave.
As a matter of fact she was old and wrinkly, with a blonde wig. I was fortunate enough to work at the “park” all during the 70’s, and while working on the mine train at night when tink came down that cable we would stop her with a large 2″ thick pad, i don’t think she was on dust , but she sure liked her coffee. Just thought this would put a smile on yuor face. BTW reading your work, it sounds like you have not spent enough time fishing. Wish you well if you get up idaho way the coffe is always on, and a warm fire.
thanks for the great post very informal