"FAILING AND FLYING, by Jack Gilbert: Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew. It's the same when love comes to an end, or the marriage fails and people say they knew it was a mistake, that everybody said it would never work. That she was old enough to know better. But anything worth doing is worth doing badly. Like being there by that summer ocean on the other side of the island while love was fading out of her, the stars burning so extravagantly those nights that anyone could tell you they would never last. Every morning she was asleep in my bed like a visitation, the gentleness in her like antelope standing in the dawn mist. Each afternoon I watched her coming back through the hot stony field after swimming, the sea light behind her and the huge sky on the other side of that. Listened to her while we ate lunch. How can they say the marriage failed? Like the people who came back from Provence (when it was Provence) and said it was pretty but the food was greasy. I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell, but just coming to the end of his triumph." Jack Gilbert, "Failing and Flying" from Refusing Heaven. Copyright © 2005 by Jack Gilbert.

Yes, it's been awhile since I have written in this blog. Before I start posting about the latest film news, here is a brief catch-up. It's been about three years, that encompassed both my mother's death, and the end of my marriage. Two weeks ago my name went back to 'factory reset', on the day Terry and I got divorced, after over three years of intense discernment as to whether or not we should. Here is what we sent to our families: "Dear Ones, With great sadness we must tell you all that, after many years of deliberation, agonizing, counseling, therapy, and prayer, we are now divorced. It is the most painful decision that either of us has ever had to make. We have known and loved each other for 30 years, this summer. We have been married for 28 (and-a-half) years. It is utterly heartbreaking to have finally come to this parting, as you can well imagine. It is a very amicable divorce, and we remain close friends and dedicated parents. We have been separated since June of 2017, but Corrie only moved a short distance (a five minute drive, or a twenty minute walk) away from the house that we have all lived in for twenty years. Terry and Theo live there, and Tallis lives in an apartment up the hill. We have frequent family dinners and get-togethers. We parents refer to each other as “Anam Cara” (soul-friends), because that is the best way to describe what we are now. Please understand that we are very tender, and we may not wish to talk about it. Do still please consider us both your friends, if you did before. And please keep our boys in your prayers, if you are so led. They have both fully accepted the divorce, because they know that we are not angry with one another, and that we still care deeply for one another, and they understand that we all remain family forever, but that their folks live apart now. Thank you for your friendship. Bless you as you grieve with us, and help us to walk forward with as much grace and compassion as we can. Gratefully, Corrie Duryée and Terry Moore". More to follow as I slowly begin to explore how to proceed with my new life, while intensively preparing to direct "Language Arts". Thank God for such good work in the midst of such sadness.