It was early in the 90s and I was a broken youngster. My parents were in the midst of divorce after my father’s ruthless affair and I was suffering. My best friend Melanie F and I spoke candidly as only young girls do. We were experimenting with our language limitations, involving swear and taboo words … More The letter to my 9 year old best pal.
Happy first thing Friday. Good Friday. I hope it’s a good Friday. I’m going to take my dog for a walk in the canyon today because he is amazing and I need to walk this existential crisis out of my body. There are no guarantees, foundations, permanence, controls; nothing. We are floating around with a … More Full moon / eclipse
It has been ages. I must admit, I was quite frightened to open my blog when I felt the inspiration to write, and I have to say that I am quite impressed with the amount of entries I managed to squeeze out in that clusterfuck of months shortly after my US arrival! Well, it’s March … More These crazy Friday nights.
Good evening. I’ve just published my last entry which I had sitting dormant in my app. It’s a load of bollocks – largely just drunken thoughts that in the light of a sober day are somewhat lacking in cohesion and meaning. Or relevance or interest. Anyway, I published it for my higher drunken self. I … More Last post before birthday.
Guten nacht mein freunds. What a weird week. There are so many moments in life where I wonder whether I am having a memorable moment. I think this is weird. I think people with boring lives know when they’re experiencing a “memorble moment” because it satnds out against all the other shit-boring moments that exist … More Saturday night. Doo do do, doo do do do etc
Tough life, this creative one. Especially in this modern world. Some days it seems like the hardest thing to be. I am surrounded by ambitious Gen Y-ers, who until very recently believed that if you can’t afford to live somewhere, you don’t deserve to be there. This is some of the worst shit I’ve ever … More Writing to save my soul.
Holy shit. So it’s been weeks, and I have been so many places, done so many things, had feelings, insights, break ups etc and I haven’t written a single thing. Now for the catch up. I just got home. I’m exhausted. I worked at the opening night of the AFI screening of Angelina Jolie’s … More Volunteering at a film festival..
I’m actually writing this post ‘Volunteer’ post as I found that I may have started at some point in the middle of the night in an attempt to catch up on some information that I hadn’t blogged about. When I say “information”, I actually mean “my life”, so let me tell you about Joshua Tree. … More The weeks before.
Welcome to the evening. Today brought a chiropractic session and a thrift store find to top them all. We went looking for a table, something low & 70s for our vinyl player. We found the table, along with a space helmet. I SCORED A SPACE HELMET. It makes sounds like you’re in space if you … More Intense Wednesday.
FROM BERLIN Good afternoon. Or morning, as it is for me at this magical 5pm hour. I ate dinner at 5am this morning, motioning my body down Schlesische for 2 pizzas – 1 Margherita and one glorified Margherita with mushrooms and chili. I got home at 5:30am and washed it down with a beer. This … More #FLASHBACK (from my last blog).