My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
For the amount of times I use the phrase 'I can't wait to tell my grandkids', you'd think I'd have several children. Alas, I don't even have a date lined up. And I waver between being the most okay with it and utterly bored about it. At this point, if he shows up I'm just... Continue Reading →
Yesterday was the 18th anniversary of 9/11. 18 years ago, I sat through my 8am class at Indiana University unaware of the horror happening in our country. Those were the days when I channeled my undiagnosed A.D.D. through doodling, writing lyrics and literal daydreaming which, often times, morphed into sleeping through class. Whoops. I will... Continue Reading →
**RETROSPECTACULAR** 