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January 2016

Self Helplessness

Today is one of those days where nothing is really working. And when that happens, I generally go to my impressive (or actually obscenely large) collection of self help books, CDs, downloads, widgets, gadgets and cards and pluck something that I think is going to help this self of mine get to feeling better.

So, what’s it gonna be?  The charms-and-trinkets route?  Put all my dreams in the manifestation bowl and wait for them to come true?  Write all my grievances on a piece of paper and burn it to a crisp to release them to the heavens for perfect resolution?  Meditate until all the wisdom of the Universe downloads into my head?

Not today.

Right now, I feel like I’ve been drunk on so many different flavors of self help koolaid that I need to send myself to rehab.  No more gurus, gadgets or therapies both mystical and practical.  Cold turkey, baby.   Continue Reading

Where Are They Now?

I confess, I am a sucker for talent shows.  Okay, so they’re cheesy, overproduced and hosted by vapid mannequins with serious self tanning issues.  But I can’t help it.  Every time I see one of the hopeful contestants take the stage, I am drawn in.  Not just by their stunning voices, but the bravery and backstories that got them there.  As I listen, I am praying that they don’t have to go back to anything that involves a cubicle or wearing a giant rat costume for a herd of screaming five year olds eating pizza.  Considering my own shower-and-car-only voice, I believe each and every one of them should be the next world dominating superstar.

But then they’re eliminated.  And I fall prey to the same insta-thought that nearly everyone else does:

“Well, they didn’t make it.  Back to obscurity.”

But really…says who?
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When Life Imitates Art…And Breaks Your Heart

This morning I watched the rough cut of my new short film Waiting for Goodbye with tears spilling into my coffee. Being that it explores the feelings of a young woman as she spends her last morning with her beloved dog, I suppose my reaction was a good sign.  We were looking to capture a heart wrenching emotional journey of grief and loss, so crying my face off meant we did our job well.

But that wasn’t the whole story.

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Clutter vs. Keepers: 5 Books You’ll Never Let Go Of

“So,  how many of these will you ever actually read again?” my husband asked as he tripped over the stupidly huge piles of books obscuring the bedroom floor.  Considering there were more than I could count, I opted to plead the fifth.

Like a lot of writers, I compulsively collect books – especially ones that promise to jumpstart my imagination, kill writers block and make me a genius storyteller. But given that I was about three paperbacks away from securing a starring role on Hoarders, I reluctantly decided to  whittle down my literary stash.  But the upside of this purging of the pages was that I rediscovered several gems that I (and maybe you) can’t live without.  Not only did they shape my outlook on writing, story craft and creativity from the first reading,  they have drawn me back time and again whenever I need  a shot of inspiration or education. Continue Reading