When the fairy tale runs dry.
Confession: I never believed I was going to have a fairy-tale wedding with 26 bridesmaids all dressed in pink taffeta.Continue Reading
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How being psychic led me to New York
I’m propped up in bed, writing you from my AirBnB studio apartment in Brooklyn. A row of colorful shelved booksContinue Reading
When being close ain’t close enough.
Y’ know how it’s funny as shit to watch 70s movies like Shaft or Every Which Way But Loose and inContinue Reading
Wanting something.
As I walked home Saturday night after what was an amazingly fulfilling performance on stage, I found myself wanting. ForContinue Reading
I’m different.
I have a huge knot on the left side of my head. It is literally the size of a silly-puttyContinue Reading
There’s Something About Berlin.
After three weeks of Fringing in Prague with my producer (and friend!) and mother (whom we put to work as aContinue Reading
Pickled Peppur.
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.Today marks one month since I left Europe. My Mid-May to Mid-June European trip beganContinue Reading
The Unintended.
Sometimes, in the journey of life, the unintended is exactly what we need. I’ve returned home from my trip to Europe,Continue Reading
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