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Ten times over the last twelve years, I’ve gathered up my possessions, thrown things in boxes, and headed elsewhere.
Category: Los Angeles
I’m caught between what I want to do and what I should do. Right now, I’m going through something that I really want to write about. It’s a story that’s ripe (rife? wife? write?) with tension. There are twists and turns, comedy and tragedy. Writing this story would be cathartic and would help in my…
“Aaaaaahhhhh!!! I fucking hate this fucking bitch!!” Sofia screamed at the tippy top of her lungs. Screaming had become the preferred mode of expression inside our North Hollywood apartment. Okay, technically it was a ‘Valley Village’ apartment but I tell people ‘North Hollywood.’ That’s only if they’ve never been to Los Angeles. If they have, then…