Good moving news

Now that everything has been arranged, I have some good news to share! Bernie has gotten a job in the Boston area, so this September, we are moving into a place we’re renting together after seven years long distance. I’m so happy and can’t wait to be together in our new house.

It’s really strange to think of having our own place. I have lived in my current house for eleven years this past June. It was called Illyria, as was the custom among the members of Hold Thy Peace to give their places Shakespearean names— my wifi network still uses it. I stuck here for as long as I did, outlasting many rounds of roommates, not because I adored the place, or even because I deeply wanted to, but because it suited my needs better than pretty much any other place I could afford.

I confess, I do genuinely love my bedroom. It’s the place that has felt the safest and most my own even in my worst moments. It was Home Depot orange when I first moved in, but I painted it a bright blue called Hundred Acre Sky. It’s spacious and comfortable, with plenty of light, lots of storage, and a small office space off to one side of it I have used for countless costuming and craft projects. This storage, this safety, this space of my own has enabled me to do so many things intrinsic to my creative outlets that are my most important pursuits. I can store all the stuff I need to do the work. I can put the bed against the wall and make a green screen studio. I can hide away from the world to think and dream.

The other special feature is the kitchen. The large, open blue-and-white space is the second thing that has kept me here as long as I have. I love to cook, and the spacious countertops made for ideal workspaces while the many cabinets housed my large collection of All-Clad cookware. It’s helped me to entertain in the way that gives me the most joy, cooking lots of food for large groups, and giving them a comfortable space in which to enjoy it.

Because I’ve been here so long, the place is “mine” in a sense. Most of the common furniture is mine, and I set certain ways of doing things just because they were like that when new folks moved in. But one of the things I’ve been most looking forward to is feeling like I can use the space without imposing, because I’ll be sharing it with my life partner. Also, I won’t have to be living on top of all my theater stuff. It will have its own space where it is not necessarily the same place as I feel most comfortable spending my time in. That will be a huge mental ease on me, and I’m really excited for it.

Not to mention the fact that Bernie and I can start our lives together in a way we’ve never been able to before. We’ve been together since 2013, but we’ve been long distance for the last seven years. I’ve missed him so much, and though it’s been basically okay, I’m so looking forward to spending our days with each other, and to get to work together as a team every day.

31 Plays in 31 Days, #26 - “Long Story”

More fan fic from my ”Forever Captain” series. This follows directly after several other scenes from the challenge this year, #6 - History Book and #15 - Found Out. I think it moves a little too fast, eliding over important questions and moments this conversation would have before it gets to the point it arrives at. But I was trying to give it some kind of arc without, as is often the case for scenes drafted for 31P31D, knowing much about the structure of the theoretical larger piece.

I probably could get a half-decent installment of the fan fic, however, if I develop this idea and work it into prose.



( Day #26 - Long Story )