Shahnaz Blog

Should one write in hurt and anger?  After all writing is catharsis.  And when one feels unimportant and considered a second thought, why not?  Of course, my all so wise husband tells...

I have written about the concept of now before.  In a nutshell, it's the principle that the past is past and does not exist anymore.  The future does not exist either.  It only exists...

I remember a time when I was young.  Young is a relative term.  I mean, when I was a child.  When cell phones were not invented and the telephone had one line for the whole family to...

HI everyone,  I was going through my drafts.  Posts that have been written but not edited.  Or maybe there was more to write.  I don't know.  I found this one from a few...

Dear Maria J, First off, I want to say thank you.  I mean it.  This post is dedicated to you.  I have never met you.  I didn't even know about you until yesterday, but then I got...

I know that picture is a repeat from the last blog, but today I felt I got a much better picture of the view outside our room.  In a distance on the left of the picture is the private island...

This is the view outside our room.  I know what you are thinking.  It's so hazy!  There's so much fog!  You would be wrong.  I only posted this picture to explain a couple...

So, as you all know, I live under a rock.  It's pretty pathetic really that I get my news from Facebook.  Any famous celebrity death - Facebook.  Terrorism - Facebook.  Politics - Facebook.  Seems...

I am taking a break from writing my play to write this blog post, but interesting thing with my blogger.  It's all wompus!  The stats have gone psychotic.  In the past, it used to...

Last night I was very proud to be a St. Louisan.  Several theatre companies got together to present a small sampling of their works.  Of course, First Run Theatre was there presenting a...

I have written about The Muny before but there's something compelling about this summer venue that makes me want to write about the experience over and over and over again.  Last night the show was...

This post is a long time coming and as with a lot of my posts, it has found a home in my mind and essentially has found time to remodel.  I think it all started with Ramadan.  I have to go...