Come Play in the Light with me.
Cookie was the first character I ever wrote. I spent 5 hours hunched over calling people "Dearie," and accusing them of shenanigans, but of all the characters that I have written over the last 7 years, she is still my favorite and I have occasionally brought her back for Halloween. This is the only known footage out there, but it might be just enough to capture her spirit. - J. Joy
March 20th, 2022 - Last night’s event was the mark of the end of a long road of hard work and creativity with late nights and tough choices. I could not have done it without my co-writer and partner in crime Jordan Quintal and the help of the volunteers and staff members that worked tirelessly on the food and the after-party cleanup. A special shout out to Robert and Sonja Challinor and their team at the Putnam VFW, Post 1523 for their professional and exceptional catering services! I could not get enough compliments about the Greek food. Delicious! Between us, we raised $1480 for the Veterans Relief Fund. I could not be more pleased about how everyone came together for such a noble cause. Love to all! Jordan and I will see you at the next one!
How else am I going to make $28,000 in unmarked bills in 2 hours, to be used for blackmail, extortion and solicitation?
Seems like easy money to me.
The host
I just want to take a moment and process this evening’s events. When you put all your heart and soul, your money and sweat and tears into a dream that you have, and you give birth to an idea that is genuinely your own it can be daunting and emotional.
You go through a sort of postpartum depression afterwards. You have all these ideals and drive, a pressure to excel, and when it’s over you’re left with an empty feeling of what now?
Do I believe my show was a success? Yes. Am I grateful for the blessings that I received and the friendships that I have forged? Absolutely. Am I both knocked down by the complaints and exhilarated by the support that I received? Of course.
There is a part of me that just needs to fall into a
deep slumber. To hide myself away until I
can recharge and there’s a part of me that wants to plan my next event. Allow me this moment of indecision. Allow me the chance to regroup.
I know, deep down, that I do what some others will or cannot, but right now I feel like I need to choose a new dream. One that isn’t so hard. I treat every show like it is my last show. I give it all that I have, so when it is over, naturally I fall into a heart space of lack. I stand at a precipice with nothing left to give, just teetering.
I know that in 10 years this will be a distant memory, but if you had told me 10 years ago that I would be hosting murder mysteries today, I would have told you that you were crazy. Don’t get me wrong. There was a tremendous outreach from my community tonight, but all I want to do is sleep for days.
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