Little things inspire me to write. Big things inspire me to stop. Occasionally, big things also make me reflect, curse and start once more. For instance, today I lost a fight with my laptop. I don’t mean that metaphorically. I was struggling to get my laptop out of my bag. I pulled too hard at
Angles Do you ever pass a mirror and catch a glimpse of yourself that is so frightening that you actual stop to marvel at how ugly you look at that particular angle? Yeah. That just happened. I was actually frightened. And then I started imagining that this is why men don’t speak to me. It’s
When I was about 15 I started writing romantic fiction. It was somewhat unexpected since I don’t think I had really even kissed a boy at that point, but my heart was pure and my pen was willing. It started slowly enough with me writing using characters for my favorite television show at the time,
When I was a little kid, I didn’t know about the fight to stop child trafficking. I loved to read, so the idea that there were kids in my country who didn’t have access to books or education generally, didn’t occur to me as a possibility. When I was younger, I didn’t know that there
Normally, with a title like this, the blog would be some sort of semi-scathing yet ultimately eye-rolling account of my life. Today, it’s to let people know about a chance to win tickets to a screening of the film “Age of Stupid”. Now I know many of my friends roll their eyes at climate change
… on a full moon Friday are bound to be thwarted at every turn. This is a story of one such set of plans. Ever since a friend and I attended the BBC America party (and by attended, I mean crashed like the ninja you always suspected I was) and chatted with David Tennant (who
Look, I don’t ask for much. Ok, that’s not true. I ask for a lot, but I don’t get it, and then I pretend that I’m fine with that. But still, I’m not asking George Clooney to stop dating models for me. I’m just maybe thinking that at some point, I’d like to meet a
Apparently, I’m incapable of having hobbies. If I enjoy something, I tend to pursue it, put my protestant work ethic to the test (despite not being protestant), and suddenly it’s a wildly consuming semi-profession. Don’t believe me? In college, I decided to take a class in dance in order to fulfill my fine arts credit
In just over a month (ok, a month and a week), Californication returns. Finally. So, naturally, when I’m faced with a blank blog, no inspiration and a delightful email from a new reader who was also at the panel (small world!), I thought to myself, “Self, you should post more stuff from that Californication panel
It is possible that I’ve been in LA for too long. Sex Tape Cynicism When I read on Starpulse (http://www.starpulse.com/news/index.php/2009/08/17/eric_dane_aamp_rebecca_gayheart_sex_tape_1) that a sex tape was leaked involving Eric Dane and his wife (and some random woman), my first thought was not, “How shocking!” or even, “He’s hot!” Nope, my reaction was “which one of them