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An article in the recent issue of Entertainment Weekly lamented the possibility that American television would soon be without soap operas if the trend toward canceling them continued much longer. A sad image lurked above of tombstones of shows canceled in the last twenty or so years. The entire article is devoted to describing the path that the shows have taken to getting canceled, starting in the early 1990s and ending with Guiding Light and As the World Turns getting canceled.
How do you know when a collaborator is expressing the natural concerns of cold feet and when they are actually trying to quit a project? Few people are capable of being direct and blunt without being nasty.
There’s never enough for anything in the theatre. Everything is a rush. Nothing is sacred. Covenants are daily broken.
June eighteenth was quite the somber day for me. I was returning from California, having spent the early part of the day at Disneyland. I was thrilled at the idea that for the cost of one days admission I had made my paper Disneyland ticket into a plastic one, complete with my digital likeness on the back, allowing me to return on practically any day until June 12 of next year. This excitement faded quickly when I was told that Aaron Spelling had suffered a stroke. It wasn’t too long before he was released from the hospital, which made me a bit optimistic he would get better. Less than a week later, however, complications from the stroke brought on his passing at the age of 83.