KISS OF THE SPIDER WOMAN (2025)
Director: Bill Condon Cinematography: Tobias A. Schliessler

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KISS OF THE SPIDER WOMAN (2025)
Director: Bill Condon Cinematography: Tobias A. Schliessler
ready for this contract to be over. grateful for a four day break starting tomorrow and then the final stretch. i'll do my closing weekend cards this week before i see them again, but yeah i'm over it.
i took off work this week also and don't wanna go back either
You guys are gonna wanna see this
. A baby giraffe was born Monday at Hogle Zoo (Salt Lake City, Utah). Photo by Kennedy Camarena of KSL News.
my older cast member asked what i had coming up next-performing wise, if anything. i told him nothing :) which isnt all the way true, i'm supposed to do a staged reading this summer. he said i have great instinct, performance, and understand the characters intentions almost immediately. that it's a shame that i don't perform to show ppl that.
i'm not someone who auditions for a play just to be in a play. it has to be something interesting and worth it (my time, and preferably paid) for me to even consider auditioning. there's no good material for me so i spend my time getting paid to do tech theater :)
sometimes at rehearsals i think, damn should i explain my legitimacy? justify why im here instead of anyone else? but then i remember that the proof is in the pudding. my director was out for 3 days and when he returned, he had nothing but glowing feedback to give them. in our convo after they left, he was like 'chile night and day, we actually have a show.'
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Happy MAKING MONEY! Friday to all
puppy play but halfway thru i suddenly start barking and run off into the woods faster than u can keep up with. u quickly lose sight of me. u call out my name and whistle to no response. u walk slowly in hopes of hearing where i may be but its dead quite. my barking stopped some distance away. it was getting dark when i ran off but now its pitch black. against ur better judgment u leave in hopes that ill come back of my own accord. 3 days later uve given up hope. ur printing out lost dog posters when u hear scratching at the door. u open it to see me. u lunge forward and hug me so excited i came back. immediately upon being back u feel like somethings off. i look and sound just like me. but i walk around the house like i hadnt been there. i refuse to eat anything even treats. and when u look at me u get the sinking feeling these are different eyes staring back at u. almost as if theyre seeing more than usual. u initially write it off as just being due to stress of being in the woods alone for a few days. but one day in the middle of the night u hear a scratching. u think its me but im asleep on the floor by ur bed. u walk out into the hallway. u follow the noise to the front door. under the sound of scratching is whining. my whining. u swing open the door to a barrage of licks and headbutts. the joy u get from seeing me immediately sinks into a gutteral fear as u realize the dog that came back. the dog uve spent a week sleeping next to. was not me. but some kind of imitation. i start snarling. then whimpering. u dont need to turn around to know what was standing behind u. u pick me up and run as fast as u can. stomping footsteps way too close behind u. and then. nothing. u turn around just in time to see the thing that was once imitating ur dog lurch into the woods. it lets out one final bark in my voice. then disappears into the trees. and then we like. have sex or something
Maelyn Roland photographed by Alexandra Fraga, makeup by Cameron Polonet, April 2026
we had our first read through the other day. one person couldn't be there, so i was asked to read that part. at the end, the director said 'so now that you've got to hear the story in the voices that will be performing it-' i cut in nd said except for my character, nd the cast started gushing like 'you were soo funny/it was so good!/we can change it!'
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This is from The Delectable Negro.
This connection between colonialism (and its child, industrialism) and BDSM is why I'm very particular about being disinterested in the vast majority of S/M dynamics.
People have always been kinky, played with sensation, pain, costume, aphrodisiacs etc... but the eroticism of domination and dehumanization and abject objectification and slavery came about WITH the social ills that first modeled them.
The erotic is the sensory nexus of a person-- and a person's eroticism is defined by the cultural values they are in.
Your inner eros is a reflection of what your mind has learned is good, bad, desirable, and taboo.
That was being filled in before you were old enough to even consent.