May 11, 2005, I had a dream...
I am watching television, the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson, but it is daylight. My friend Rachel West Carpenter is being interviewed by Johnny and she tells a story about William Trevor watching one of his plays in rehearsal—specifically, a domestic fight scene between a man and a woman, where one hits the other with something—and Rachel tells Johnny, "… And Trevor said, 'There's no celery in theatre.'"
Where this came from I have no idea, but I think my dream—Trevor’s words—may be worth remembering.