For as long as I can remember I wanted to be a mom. I was absolutely convinced I could parent better than my mother. My father was the breadwinner — king of our small kingdom — and more into himself than raising the two kids he produced and the one he adopted. I became a … Continue reading Letting Go of Adult Kids
https://open.spotify.com/episode/2mZnXeKz2I9AwrAugpTtQF?si=xbDknxyRRw2dxhlhT2am0w My second job out of college I was the Art Director for 1928 Jewelry Co. The company is still alive and vital today, quite a monument to startup lore. My boss, Fred Burglass, was the best boss I've ever had. Funny. Kind. Patient. Smart. I really loved that man. He was like a father … Continue reading On Networking
https://open.spotify.com/episode/2B6yJY1AYeS6fI7R0TrHDY?si=ngomJfl7RPSk96lLsrFJGg Am I two inches from the floor I can't see, or the next step is a 200 ft drop? Been fighting myself over this since I started writing fiction. I face this battle every damn day I sit in front of my laptop, the cursor blinking at me, waiting patiently for me to decide … Continue reading On Writing Fiction
https://open.spotify.com/episode/3BxV6zK4ZFfuWt9b70B8Pf?si=dU4GUkYwTgSAtZtNq0Z2Yg I had a meltdown about writing—the process of—this morning. Simultaneously, my son, a recent computer science graduate, did too—about job hunting. He emailed me while I’m melting down: I’m applying for jobs and contacting these people but when absolutely no one contacts me back I feel like I’m sinking. I just feel like a … Continue reading On Self-Doubt
Ever had a blind date? While women are worried the guy is a psycho-killer, most guys are worried the woman will be fat. I've always had a...complicated relationship with food. I grew up in the 70s and 80s, when heroin addict thin was trending chic. My mother's favorite actress was Audrey Hepburn, because she was, … Continue reading Food in Fiction
...or The War Inside My Head I have time to write the 2nd draft of PT. Or, at least, I can make time. But I'm NOT WRITING it. Why? WHAT IS THE FUCKING PROBLEM? I CAN'T THINK OF STORY. HELL, I CAN'T THINK other than about my fucked up sitch, in the REAL WORLD, outside … Continue reading Writer’s Block
