Life Isn’t Like the Movies (Even if You Write the Movies) - The New York Times
A director of romantic comedies finds herself attending weddings with her ex-husband. Who wrote this script? By Nancy Meyers Once I turned 69, if anyone asked me my age — not that anyone ever did, but if I offered it up in conversation — I always said, “I’m almost 70.” I went straight from 68 to “almost 70,” as if 69 didn’t amount to anything other than the year before being a decade away from 80 (as I’ve since come to see it). It was in this year of being “almost 70” that I emailed my ex-husband, Charles, and asked him if he could give me a ride to our younger daughter’s best friend’s wedding in Solvang, just north of Santa Barbara. He and I live in Los Angeles, and I didn’t want to drive to the wedding alone. It was maybe the first time in the 20 years since we broke up that I said out loud that I didn’t want to do something alone. I have spent the last two decades not only being single but writing a couple of movies about divorced women my age — purposely defying the clichés that be
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