writing

I’m halfway through Glennon Doyle’s Untamed, and by half way I mean I’m an hour in on audible, and an hour as we know it now in “pandemic” terms could mean “forever” or “Tuesday” and no one really would know the difference.  Anyway, I’m listening to this book, something I’ve never done ever, because these days I need to have my eyes free for important things like simultaneously watching women I don’t know get facials and fillers on Instagram, or checking the vaccination websites obsessively to see if I should make/cancel/make/cancel appointments even though its not/ but kind of is/ but not/ it should be though my turn. Also, I ...Read More
1988. Washington D.C.Desk of Paul Simon.Like a BOSS Oh, The Places You Were Supposed To Go It’s 3:42pm. I’m standing in the lobby of a shitty building in North Hollywood. There’s an entrance to a bank outside the elevator bank where I’m waiting, and judging the covers of every “book,” I’m fairly certain this place could be robbed at any moment. Is someone going to come down to get me or what? I was supposed to go up for an interview at 3:30. I’ve now read the woman from HR’s email 15 times (yes, I did “dress appropriately,” thanks for reminding me. I didn’t realize it was 1992). I have called her ...Read More
A couple years ago, a friend sent me the most massive astrology forecast I had ever seen. I had just separated so things were obviously a little tough and life was complicated. Looking and hoping for better luck, I turned to this 4 page horoscope outlining details of what would hopefully become a bright future. Show me the money. Alas, no dice. It appeared that financially, romantically, and professionally, my life would basically SUCK until sometime in 2011. Of course, it didn’t suck. Always. Just sometimes. 2011 came with a lot of highs and lows. Many wins and losses. Constant pushes and pulls. And while there’s been many successes, ...Read More
My entire life, I have dreamt about going to the Oscars. Not just going to the Oscars, but being in the Oscars… that is, RECEIVING an Oscar. As a little girl, and then a young adult studying theater at NYU’s Tisch School of the Arts, my dream was to win an award for Best Actress. Now, it’s for Best Adapted Screenplay, Original Screenplay or Sound Editing. I’ll take anything really. The point is, I really want an Oscar. Just seems so magical. And I’ve been practicing my speech (again, it’s always with a British accent for some reason) since I was 4. Well, after watching an entire evening of Anne Hathaway’s ...Read More
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When I started writing this blog, I promised myself I wouldn’t hold back. I would say what was on my mind (kind of) and speak the truth (sometimes). I promised myself that no matter how lame a thought might be, and how isolated I may be in my view point, that I would still say it. I would write for myself and not for “the people.” “You should at least use spell check,” my Mom would say. “And at least use proper grammar…” “What’s wrong with my grammar?” “….And you shouldn’t say words like ‘vagina.’ “ “Okay, Mom.” “….Or ‘dude.’ I hate ‘dude….'” OMG, dude. I get it. Why does mom gotta ...Read More