Topanga Seed (Ch. 64)

Things were very awkward the next morning. Things had never before really been awkward in the morning. But this morning? They were painfully, irrevocably awkward. They usually slept with Damien wrapping himself around Levi, Levi’s back to his front. Even if Damien shifted sides in his sleep, his arms braced about Levi usually brought Levi,…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 33)

This was not the morning to be in a fog. This was not the day for all those damned drugs—those very things that were supposed to help him and control the waves of his moody seas—to instead make it impossible to think. This was the day of his latest interview with the Academy Museum. And…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 30)

Levi had nailed it. He was sure of it. He had gone in, confident, positive, and warm. He had played the part of the friendly, knowledgeable leader, capably giving strong examples of his leadership experience, his ability to prioritize, his understanding of not just film and film history but of experiential operations like museums. He…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 24)

“Levi—” Judy told him when he came into the store the next day, “You have got to do something about that Greg.” Judy disliked “that Greg” tremendously, so only the heavens and the hells and the Purgatories and the gods on Mt. Olympus knew what had set her off this time. “I brought you lunch!”…

Topanga Seed (Ch. 14)

It was perhaps fitting that they went to the Snow White Café on Hollywood Boulevard and dined beneath portraits of Disney’s Grumpy and Dopey. Dressed in the primary colors of his uniform from the Fab Friend Factory, Levi looked for all the world as if he were trying to join them as Dwarf #8:  Moody….

Topanga Seed (Ch. 11)

“You’ve got to apply for this job! It’s so you!” Amber was always sending him job postings she found along the way of her own job search. Being that she was looking for a Curator position, this often meant postings from museums other than the one in which she worked as an Assistant Curator. That…