I want to thank all of you who give your comments on my writing without reciprocation. I’m still working through things and am striving to be better about returning comments. I really hope to be there soon. Thank you.
“Tonight, Tonight” was written for Friday Fictioneers.
Tonight, Tonight! (99 words)
“For cripe’s sake. What century are we in? They were writing about this crap in the 1930’s. Think Katharine Hepburn’s character in Stage Door. All the calla lilies and nonsense. No no-name is going to flourish on Broadway regardless of her daddy’s money.”
Oh, I’ve read the comments, but I’m here despite Daddy’s money and despite Daddy.
From the first moment I heard “Tonight” in West Side Story when I was fifteen—in the before time—I knew I would be Maria.
My voice is haunting and ethereal, definitive on playback.
I am Maria. It’s the wheelchair they/me despise.