A Poet from Hollywood: Love, Insanity, Stephen Gyllenhaal, and the Creative Process // Chapter 11

[IN WHICH STEPHEN IMAGINES KILLING NAOMI; WE FIND JAKE GYLLENHAAL’S OLD HOME: LEARN ABOUT EMANUEL SWEDENBORG; AND MY PORN PAST IS REVEALED]

“Since Her Father’s Here, I Won’t Read This Poem”

The morning while I was watching A Dangerous Woman for the umpteenth time on basic cable (“Directed by Stephen Gyllenhaal — Jake and Maggie’s dad” intoned the announcer) my new cell phone rang. I thought it might be another one of those strange phone calls from Stephen, so I didn’t pick it up at once. Let me explain.

Back in January when we arrived in LA I got the first of these calls, coincidentally enough late one evening while we were watching Saturday Night Live guest-hosted by Jake. My cell phone rang with the insane theremin ring I’d assigned Stephen and I immediately picked it up. On the other end I heard a conversation, faint but distinct, between someone who definitely sounded like Stephen and a young-sounding man. The young man was laughing and Stephen (for it could be no other) was nattering on about something, I couldn’t tell what. The young man laughed again. It sure sounded like Jake.

“Stephen? Stephen?” I loudly repeated into my phone, but no one answered. This went on…