You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.Anne Lamott This has always been my writing mantra. When your entire writing identity is telling embarrassing, painful, raw true stories about your life you have to decide just how many other … Continue reading Will a face mask protect me from Attention Whores?
Not to be outdone by my vacation last year which involved 3 countries and 36 hours without sleep, I approached my trip to Austria like it was one of those Advent calendars filled with tiny bottles of wine. Just in case one day sucked, I could look forward to the next day. My ambitious itinerary … Continue reading Viennese Backup Plans
Those who know me really well, my innermost posse of writers, drunks and hockey fans, know that I've always had a bit of an obsession with Greek history. Well, I love "My Big Fat Greek Wedding" and a good Feta. So this week when I was celebrating my personal spirit animal, Dionysus (aka cousin to the … Continue reading Ask the drunk Oracle of Delphi anything
I am ashamed to admit it. I’ve become one of those women. If you had a hidden camera, or Skype, spying on me this weekend, you would have seen me painting my nails, drinking wine, and wasting hours upon hours of my life watching the Hallmark channel. I realize that this confession probably ruins the … Continue reading Where did my weekend go?
I write because I am 41 years old and want a career that I am passionate about, and I’m too old to be a Hooters girl. I write to say all the things I have pushed down and bottled up because I haven’t had the courage or opportunity to say them out loud in the … Continue reading Why I Write