The Untitled Gary Hilborn Project - A Blog

Welcome to my blog. Make yourself comfortable. Have a look around, and please let me know if you need anything. Hospitality is a chief export back where I'm from,  so I mean it when I say that. You can take the boy out of the South, but you can't take the South out of the boy.

You may be wondering about the title of this blog, so let me go ahead and clear that up. My life revolves around my passion for the arts and my work in the entertainment industry. While brainstorming ideas on what to call this writing project, it occurred to me that incorporating a little lingo would be appropriate. In short, a "working title" seemed apt for a work-in-progress like myself.


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All the best,


February 24, 2019

At the age of twelve I started paying attention to the business of showbiz. Premiere magazine made its U.S. debut in 1987, and I remember seeing it advertised on TV. I stood absolutely...

January 7, 2019

I started watching the soaps with my Nana. That's my mom's mom, and it’s important to me that you understand the pronunciation of her name. It's Nah-Nah with an emphasis on...

December 30, 2018

“This” is ultimately a selfish endeavor. I’m doing this to take stock and keep record of a moment, of a journey, of a period in time. I was inspired by Jane Fonda in this...

December 15, 2018

I still remember the way Kate Winslet’s hand felt when I shook it. I suppose my fingertips must’ve brushed her palm as we were disengaging because that’s what I remember most — her palm...

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