Everywhere She's Not

It’s 1979 in San Francisco. David is a lost young man living in a seaside motel recently rescued from dilapidation by his friend Jerald. Jerald is also close friends with Kate, the woman David loves.

David has recently destroyed the life that he and Kate had just spent two years building together in Southern California—a life that meant everything to them both.

He has no idea why he did the terrible thing he did. All he knows is that he’s appalled he did it, that he wants Kate back, and that, perhaps above all, he needs to understand how he could have done such a thing, if only to ensure that he never does it again.

David has an almost freakishly well-developed sense of humor; to talk with him is to laugh with him.

His childhood, however? Not so much with the funny.

Everywhere She’s Not is about the crazy-making intensity of true love. It’s about the slow-release toxicity of dysfunctional families. It’s about that wretched and persistent internal something that bends us away from intimacy and acceptance, and toward isolation and alienation.

It’s about how rewarding it can be, in and of itself, to keep hoping when you know there’s no hope left at all.

At one point it’s even about mind-melding one’s way through an actual locked door. And ax-murderers on vacation. And Cornish game hens playing lawn darts. And helping your best friend pretend he isn’t gay, so that his ex-wife won’t take away his child visitation rights.

Everywhere She’s Not is about one man facing what was, so he can handle what is, so he can finally make, for himself, what will be.