**The following post is part of a much longer piece about my 2014 trip to Italy. It will be a 3 or 4 part series so stay tuned!** It wasn’t until that girl was wrist-deep into my shorts that I even realized I was being pickpocketed. It was nothing like Ocean’s 11 or any of…
I live for fantasy. Not like “ogres, fairies, and dragons” fantasy (although I can get into that too, LOTR anybody?) but the fantasy that I create in the vast and frightening world that is my brain. For as long as I can remember I’ve straddled the make-believe world in my head and the real world….
The other day I was perusing the interwebs, as many of us do to delay being a productive member of society. I was nipple deep into the social media vortex-time-warp-black-hole-can’t-find-my-way-out-where-the-hell-am-I that is the cornerstone of being a human in 2017 when I stumbled upon a video. It was one of those inspirational self-help guru guys…
Long have I wanted to be an artist. Not with paint and glitter (you know how artists love glitter) but with words and acting. By the time I graduated high school, I knew I was going to be a successful actor. Cue the laugh track. I would use my instrument (my body, my self) to…