Today, the dark, blustery chill of Fall has finally arrived in Los Angeles, and with it, right on schedule, the return, for me, of THE FIRE.

As a result, I had a rather interesting self-revelation today. Over a huge, piping hot bowl of vegetable soup at a Jewish deli, it suddenly struck me that, as a writer, I have ZERO interest in writing about or exploring stories about romantic love. SO. GOTTDAMNED. BORING. Christ, ANY motherfucker can fall in love with another motherfucker because your chemicals and genitals are gone wild and all aflutter. I am NOT impressed. For me, it is a much more fascinating and riveting proposition to explore and chronicle relationships between two (or more) people who will NEVER fuck, have NO INTEREST in fucking, but yet remain inextricably bound one to the to the other by something much larger, much deeper, and more profoundly enduring than fickle, fleeting, romantic love.

I am dumb-lucky enough to have found My One True Love in this life, and perhaps that has settled the matter for me artistically. Or, it could just be that my Lady Bits and Attendant Chemicals were ganked from me the same day as The Japanese Tsunami in a life-changing/life-saving surgery that I now fondly refer to as THE PUNANI TSUNAMI. I don’t know. But what I DO know is that what I am NOW interested in writing about is not just My One True Love…but ALL The Great Loves of My Life.

And…so I shall.

Take a DEEP breath…and jump.



About muffybolding

Muffy Bolding is a mother/writer/actor/knitter/feminist/withered debutante who likes the smell of asparagus pee, and remains obsessed with the bathroom hygiene of her three children -- despite the fact that they are 23, 19, and 16. She is blissfully married to a cute Jewish boy who looks like Willie Wonka, but remains tragically in love with the dead poet, Ted Hughes. She has the mouth of a Teamster, and her patron saint is Rocco (pestilence relief.) Ms. Bolding lives in Southern California, where she enjoys typing words, making movies, and plucking the rings from the fingers of the dead. She was the co-creator and Editor-in-Chief of the award winning satire zine, Fresno Lampoon, and in between writing screenplays, carnival barking, and savagely threatening her trio of darling larvae with a wooden spoon, she currently publishes the zine, "Withered Debutante." More of her work can also be found in the anthology, "Mamaphonic: Balancing Motherhood and Other Creative Acts", the compilation zine, "Mamaphiles III: Coming Home", as well as in The Cortland Review and hipmama.com. She is currently writing and producing for film and television, and working on a book of essays entitled, "Inside A Chinese Dragon." She has slept around, but not nearly as much as she would have liked.
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