My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
2020 has to be, at the very least, sponsored by people who'll put a box of Cheez-Its back in the pantry with a single cracker left inside and co-written by George R.R. Martin. And if the ending is anything like the GOT series finale, lord help us all. This past week, I was full on... Continue Reading →
"What's your type?" I get asked this all the time. Unfortunately for me, Jason Momoa is taken and build-a-man doesn't exist yet. It's usually asked after a very predictable lineup of comments and questions genuinely baffled at the fact that "someone like me" is single...whatever that means. Then comes the part where they go through... Continue Reading →
