Comments on: Freedom

By: MDBlogs

MDBlogs — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 13:57:13 +0000

I would love to read it in French – et je crois que je peux comprendre – but I would rather see you playing it. Is that likely to happen?

By: Delphine

Delphine — Sat, 20 Jun 2009 13:49:39 +0000

A friend of mine has written a beautiful play called Un retard. A woman (but he told me it could be a man) comes back home after a year of escape. She simply left one day and she says “now i’m back. Sorry i’m late”. It’s about visiting Freedom. I hope I’ll play this play one day. I’ll let you know but it’s in French ! It really is close to your thoughts. If you want i can ask him if he’d let you read it.

By: Kunyi

Kunyi — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 21:24:00 +0000

I’ve saved the pleasure of enjoying your writing until the end of the day today… after I got my paying work done, made a congratulatory card for my son’s year of school, figured out dinner, and whether Elliot can stay at his friend’s for dinner (again), yada, yada, yada. (In the back of my head I can hear, in a broad jewish accent, “whaaat, like you’ve got problems?” No, I have no problems. But I often think that if I broke two or three bones in my body, I would have to stay in the hospital for a few days, where I could lie in bed and READ. Or sleep without feeling (knowing) that I should be doing something else. Or do nothing. Nothing would be expected of me. I daydream of a tiny apartment, with nothing in it except windows, and a desk/worktable, and a good kitchen. And a good bed. It’s a recurrent theme/dream. To have enough space for nothing. No children, husband, mother, business partner, etc. There is such a pull for me – between my children I am besotted with, family and friends I love, and the desire to simply escape. I don’t even want to delve into the probability that I wouldn’t like the solitude for long. I just like to anticipate the joy of escape. The closest I’ve come to this state of bliss in real life is on a plane – with no kids, and a large glass of wine. I love your dementia.

By: Delphine

Delphine — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 14:13:19 +0000

don’t get me wrong, I have the pleasure to go back to Freedom almost every two week, but when I’m in Mothertown, I often have to remember the great things we can find there, like a mantra, so I don’t go crazy

By: Delphine

Delphine — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 14:11:20 +0000

Ohn they probably have to come back from there regularly when their hear things like “it’s time for bed”, “eat well”, “do your homework”… and then I think they long for a trip in Freedom. but as you say, Freedom is a mirrific place, but the price to pay for living there (loneliness) is in my opinion a hard price to pay.
In Mothertown, you also have pretty streets. Streets where Thinkerbell and Merlin can pass by. Streets where trees are filled with balloons and lolipops. There are also nice parks, where you can have a rest with two lovely small elves resting with you, or parks where you can play, discover the beauty of an ant. There are streets noisy. In Mothertown, you can’t choose where to go and act as you wish, but it’s also full of surprises, of kisses, of plays performed by wonderfull actresses… isn’t it?

By: Franca

Franca — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 13:19:22 +0000

Haha sounds like Short-Pants and Buddy-Roo live in Freedom, except for the bar and train part. Do they let you visit occasionally?