My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
My sister asked me what I wanted for Christmas and the only thing I could come up with was a black hoodie. Love me a black hoodie. I wear mine at least 6 days a week. It's the one consistent thing I do. Grown-up Christmas lists are hard. It really is true - you get... Continue Reading →
I have been a writing maniac. Between reading, writing, working and sleeping - the social butterfly you know and love has been laying pretty low. I had every intention of executing a sober September. It was wildly unsuccessful. Apparently I was laying low like a lion ready to pounce. Mufasa Syndrome. But when adventure falls... Continue Reading →
I'm going to be one hundred with you. I woke up this morning and not a single word was written for this week. This is not typically my M.O. I wish I could tell you I've been busy spending my nights as a vigilante, trying to make this world a better place, but I'm afraid... Continue Reading →
If you managed to escape your childhood Disney free, you should buy more powerball tickets. Seriously. The odds are, if you're reading this, you had a Disney filled upbringing. And who doesn't love a Disney story? We all did. The enchantment of rags to riches, the best friends, the exotic locale, love that... Continue Reading →
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