I wrote a sweetly sentimental piece about being thankful but I'm not posting it. I shouldn't have to tell anyone that every day has something in it that we should be thankful for. Also, I don't like sappy. I like sarcastic. Tastefully sarcastic. Because I'm always socially and ethically conscious. Before we get to the…
Feng Shui Don’t
I have every book on Feng Shui written. They usually sit prettily on the coffee table, never opened unless it's while I am feigning royal indifference and superiority over the peasants that have come to call. When you enter my front door, it hits you like the most abysmal wave of desolation. The sad, dismal…
Great Titles
Great titles begat great works. I’m still working on the great title and waiting for my inspirational masterpiece to appear from the lake like Excalibur. In my case, it’ll be more like the Monty Python version and wayyy less like the historical classic.So far, these are the only ideas I can think of for a…
The “why am I here” conundrum
The other night while filming my new video on YouTube (that I appropriately called) “Shopping with Ambien," I had an epiphany of sorts. Of course, I’m joking. I don't have a YouTube channel or Ambien. My therapist cured me of those bad habits( another joke- you can laugh .) So -my half-asleep self-was pondering the…
I am, I am, I am
" I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart: I am, I am, I am." -Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar She was my brave Esther and I had her back. Even if she was dead. It was on a Monday that I decided that I hated Ted Hughes because…
About me , ad nauseum
Writing has always been cathartic to me.A bittersweet balm on the gaping wound that presented itself as life. I guess I was born with a flair for melodrama. Not that surprising for a child whose grandmother sang Italian opera. I wanted to be Linda Ronstadt when I was four or five .Walking around the house…
The confusion of delusion
It's been three months since I killed my Facebook. I won't lie - it wasn't my idea . I was forced to .My sanity and self worth demanded it. When the pain of losing the valuable friendships I'd made with people I didn't know and having to block some that I did ( no ,…
