Tuesday,*April 14, 1964

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A diary entry written by Patience Cleveland that discusses her acting career, her book, “The Lion is Busy,” and her personal life. The entry is dated April 14, 1964 and is written on white, lined paper in black ink.

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Diet.

Spoke with Johnny Coen who goes into the service in July + refused dinner invitations from Tom Middleton + the Sapinskleys.

Day [crossed out writing] began with a call from Isabell-had tickets for Peter + me to see her show on Tuesday next week but we had to say no as Peter may not be back from New York. Only a brief chat as she was on her way to work. I called G.A.C. in the morning and made appt with Bob Levine at 4:30-spoke with Peter Faith + asked him about an appt at Stage Society for “the rehearsal.” Said he’d do what he could-also when I said why don’t you go into personal management + manage Peter + me he said he’d been thinking of it (P.M. not us though!) Peter + I played about 20 minutes of tennis-it was 93 [degrees] + we just couldn’t play anymore. Peter went to unemployment + the bank. I called Florida Friebus + asked if I could do something to help Eddy Weston’s campaign. She said they were having a meeting at her house tonight + I could come. I told her I was rehearsing an audition but would try + she said they were going to go over lists of people to phone etc. I wrote a note to G.A.C. in New York with my California address as I haven’t received any money from Muller, Jordan + Herrick yet and I wrote notes about Eddy Weston to Scotty + Annie. Peter came back with wrappers from the bank and we wrapped up our money-$156.50 not counting quarters. We’ve decided to start a savings account in my name. Also we owe ourselves about $40 for the money taken out for our collections. I washed my hair + started a note to Jane Moran. Had been expecting Dick to call about 3:30 + suddenly realized it was four o’clock. I got frantic + flung myself together Peter drove me to G.A.C. I had to wait to see Bob Levine. Saw Peter Faith who called the stage society + was told I was too young for two parts + [crossed out writing] too old for the other. My meeting with Bob Levine was a bit nothing-ish. I don’t think he was very impressed and it wasn’t until he asked about accents + I spoke French that we had any communication at all. He speaks fluent French himself + studied 2 years at the Sorbonne. So then we had something to talk about but it doesn’t put money in the bank. I left quite depressed + very tired. Peter’s been working on his movie script all day-typing in the kitchen a mile a minute. My problem is that I personally am paralysed (creatively or even just from thinking) by the sound of a typewriter that close. We came home called Richard + then called Florida to say I couldn’t make it. However read her a list of about 36 names + said I would contact those pople by phone. Had a sort of crise de nerfs-went sulking to the bedroom. Peter asked if he’d driven me away, I said yes so he moved his typewriter to the desk in the bedroom + I came out here. Finished note to Jane + wrote Mother + Daddy, Mary Jean + John then started looking for a poem for our film. Peter emerged later + we read our Hetty Green book until almost one.