Blind Item #4 - Anger Management - A Dancing Boy Blind

This story begins in the 1990s - college times, in fact - during and after a fiction writing class taught by my first Twitter follower.

The subject of my story for class, read but understandably not much liked by anyone, was yachting (or rather in my case, rafting). The one person who got that the story was true, and should be written as non-fiction, was someone that most of you will know.

Both of us would go on to become writers, but not the kind related to the class. (The professor, in fact, advised me not to try to write a novel. It's funny...now.)

You will know who this person is by what happened next. She approached me afterward, interview-style, and started asking me questions about my story, and the story behind it. And I quickly found myself telling her...everything.

You see: she has a unique genius for making people feel comfortable talking about uncomfortable topics. Apart from her great talent for writing, and her thick skin (you don't get that far in her business without it), it's the reason - and probably the secret reason - she has gotten to this level. This year, in fact, she and her colleagues won a major award (not that her critics seem to notice, including this one I-95 blogger who seems to have an obsession with her - is it really punching up, or is it punching a girl?).

Recently, she introduced my to someone else in her profession, who writes for a different publication in the same place, with a similar name. Famously, he writes about people these days on the opposite coast (although it looks like the one is liable to be in town for a while, and maybe upstate after that).

What is he working on?

I can tell you one thing. You might say the theme is what did this one actor know and when did he know it?

The events of the first part took place on a holiday - celebrated at night - in the aforementioned decade, and followed by a second holiday (celebrated in another culture, and of special relevance: you might as well mention the second actor now, who won't be talking to anyone anytime soon, or ever). All of you will know both of these actors.

The second part takes place almost a decade later, and involves not the death - at least as far as law enforcement is concerned - but disappearance of someone close to the surviving actor (not a wife, you understand, but a partner of a different kind). It took place just a few days before a ruling that would have cost the actor a fortune.

The actor was recently in the news, and not in a way his publicist would have wanted.