Happy New Year, y’all. Sorry to have missed saying that in a timely fashion. My attention has been elsewhere. Like thinking about how this is a Leap Year. And how the last Leap Year sucked syphilitic donkey wieners.…
Passion Follows
I’m knee-deep in getting a show ready for the stage, but took a breather to attend a writers’ retreat this past weekend. It took place at Big Bear in the San Bernardino Mountains. It was cold, y’all (by…
Half In The Dark
Just a quick catch-up… Sorry. Sometimes I find I have John Oliver on the brain. (If that makes no sense, too bad for you.) Aretha Franklin. For a while now, I’ve been drunk on her version of “Somewhere”…
Ladies First
I am still riding the wave of the goodness of Rock Camp. That week generally leaves me feeling strong and comfortable in my gender. I smile when I see a female doing something radical or bold. I openly…
“Found Words” at The Ebell
This week I participated in a night of storytelling at The Ebell in Los Angeles. Six other writers and I got together to weave tales in The Ebell’s historic Fine Arts Theater. Friends, family and complete strangers…
Slowing Down
Life is good, I’m fully aware. I am blessed to be able to work on art, projects, cooking, life. I get to hike in the mountains of southern California. And the weather can’t be beat. I also…