Showing posts with label judy blume. Show all posts
Showing posts with label judy blume. Show all posts

Monday, December 10, 2007

Holiday Mortification is Cathartic: Believe It

Come see me in:




Thursday, December 13, 2007 ~8 p.m.




Mortified is a comic excavation of teen angst artifacts (journals, letters, poems, lyrics, home movies, stories, and more) as shared by their original authors before total strangers.




Hailed a "cultural phenomenon" by Newsweek and celebrated by the likes of This American Life, The Today Show, The Onion AV Club, Esquire, Entertainment Weekly, Daily Candy, and more, Mortified is a comic excavation of teen angst artifacts (journals, letters, poems, lyrics, home movies, stories, and more) as shared by their original authors before total strangers. As the largest and longest-running project of its kind, our grassroots comedy collective has spent years sifting through hundreds of otherwise forgotten notebooks on a mission to celebrate the extraordinary lives of ordinary people. Mortified is co-produced in New York by Anne Altman & Brandy Barber.

Yo, loggygaggers! Be warned: SHOW SELLS OUT!
Presale tickets: $10 (Day of show $12) Buy tickets
here!

www.getmortified.com


@







279 Church Street



New York, NY 10013



(Btn Franklin and White)

Thursday, September 27, 2007

The Great Judy Blume Was Mortified By Mortified!

Mortified last night was an absolutely amazing show. I'll post a review shortly. But in the meantime, I'm simply thrilled beyond belief to post the following:

We Got Mortified!
"Last night George and I went to the Mortified show in NY. We had the BEST time! We laughed until our sides ached. If you live near any of the cities currently producing Mortified shows catch one. (It's not a show for kids.) The audience last night was mainly 20-30 somethings. The couple next to us were married with three kids and having a date night. They loved it just like we did. I mean, we were all adolescents, right? And we all had those moments in our lives.

How I wish I'd kept my teen diaries with my secret code words so if my mother ever got her hands on it she wouldn't have a clue what I was writing about. (Ha!) I even kept a series of rubber bands wrapped around it (it had no lock and key -- it was one of those freebies sent out by insurance companies at Christmas time -- but it did have a hard cover) so I would be able to tell if my mother read it. I'm sure she did though she never admitted it. If you've saved your diaries, poems, songs, stories -- you, too, have a chance to get mortified.


Here are some of the performers who shared their adolescent angst with us last night. Yes, there were also guys in the show but they didn't make it into this pix. Thanks everyone! Thanks, too, to David N. who started the whole thing and invited us to be his guests. Dave, we'll meet up one of these days!


XX Judy


PS Meg, you'd love it!"



Mortified LOVES YOU TOO, JUDY! (and George!) I'll post more when I come down off of this cloud.

Love,

Anne

Monday, September 24, 2007

Are You There Judy? It's Me, Anne

From Judy Blume's Blog:


"Soupy Tour--Girlfriends

LA to Santa Fe --George and I had planned on going to the Get Mortified show on Wednesday night in LA but he was feeling too sick that night to leave the hotel. So I missed it again! But one of these days, maybe in NY next week, I'm going to experience the fun/angst/mortification of David N's show. I'm trying to get David to do a show in Key West, maybe at the Tropic Cinema. I know my friend Meg Cabot is a fan so between the two of us maybe we can make it happen..."


WHAT???


I know she said, "maybe," but...


WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW


If you're unfamiliar with the great Judy Blume , then you probably had a tougher time with adolescence than I did. Thanks to my Mom (who introduced me to her books) I've been a Blume-o-phile for... Forever.


Two Days Until Mortified in NYC!


If it's good enough for Judy, you know it's gotta be good.