blog entry

Radio Nights

Giulietta

I’m not a huge fan of networking events. Too many people running around asking each other, “So, what do you do for a living?” The answer predictably work-based, “I’m an accountant” or “I’m a coach” or “I’m an insurance agent.”  The encounter feels stilted, forgettable. I leave with my work mask firmly in place.

Enter Erika.

Very tall Erika, takes a seat next to me at a luncheon and we proceed to chat about … kale. Yeah, kale. That wretched vegetable nutritionists instruct women over 40 to eat. “It’s loaded with calcium,” they say. Erika and I exchange kale war stories. We’ve sautéed it, boiled it, pounded it, baked it, left it soaking in vinegar for three days, abandoned it in the fridge for a month. Yet, it’s still too tough to chew. We admit throwing it out, only to buy more kale on our next junket to the supermarket.

We each hope for a better kale future.

Kale-talk segues into a discussion about how we both write. She tells me she’s done these Morning Stories that air on public radio in the Boston area. No way! I ask for some of her story links. I listen. I laugh. We stay in touch. I query, “Do you think I could write and submit one?” “Absolutely,” she encourages me. “Just keep it action-oriented, to the point and visual so the listener can see.” I write one and send it in. Nothing. Three months later I send an email asking the assistant producer what he thinks. Please send it again, he says nicely. Didn’t receive it. (Mental note: always follow up on writing submissions.)

“It’s terrific,” I read in an email three days later.

I jump up and down screaming, my work mask hitting the refrigerator with rotting kale inside. I call and tell Erika. She jumps up and down screaming at her own house, traces of rubber-like kale stuck to her cat’s paws.

I go into the studio and record. Have you ever felt completely you? Completely alive? That is how I feel when I record these stories. I do two more. Want to hear one of Erika’s and one of mine? (Remember it will be Julie not Giulietta.)

Click here for In The Buff, Erika’s funniest morning story.

Click here for It Came From Out of Google, my wildest morning story.

I believe that to make creatively dangerous intentions happen, you have to say them out loud (cyber pledges will work!). You will serve as my witnesses that I’ve made this daring pact with myself and with Erika. O.K., here goes …

“Erika and I are going to have a weekly radio show on the air in the Boston area within the next twelve months. It will be directed at sassy, sometimes silly, always serendipitous women who laugh with abandon, crave adventure and dare to do battle with kale.” There, I’ve said it. Now it will come true.

More details to follow.

Muse thx

Giulietta

p.s. Have an intention you’d like to make public? State it here and watch it happen!