When I was a kid, I read a lot of memoirs by actresses (or the daughters of actresses) from the forties and fifties, Hollywood’s golden era or some such bullshit. I don’t know. What I…
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Anti-Bummers: Because Sexism, Disappointment & The Fading of the Light
Yesterday I was on a conference call with a client and the marketing agency he’s working with. Before the client joined the call the dude from the agency was talking about how they checked me…
How I Spend My Time Lately
Procrastinating. There has been no writing of any kind. Not blogging. Not book reviewing. Not replying to emails. Definitely not working on Book #2. Nope. Pondering. I’m pondering a lot. 98% of this pondering is…
Anti-Bummers: Because I Need to Stop Beating Myself Up
I biffed a pretty important and unmissable deadline on Friday. It was for an art grant. I had the stupid thing nearly done and then forgot what day it was and goddamnit I’m still pissed…
Anti-Bummers: Because, Fuck, Man, the News is Just Full of Bummer
I get to see my niece Jaycie tomorrow because she’s coming back for prom. I could weep I’m so excited. Saturday I get to spend five hours in a minivan with Wolfdogg, Heather, and Vodo…