Posts Tagged ‘Writing’

THINKING ABOUT THE FUTURE AND TAKING A CHANCE

THINKING ABOUT THE FUTURE AND TAKING A CHANCE

Four months ago my boyfriend’s sister said to me, with the force, accuracy and aim of a marksman, “You’re stuck in the past. That’s your problem.” We didn’t know each other that well and I was a bit taken aback. Given that she had just recently met me, a tiny voice in me muttered, “No, [...]

GOOD MORNING LOS ANGELES!

GOOD MORNING LOS ANGELES!

Can you imagine how horrible it would be if this blog was named, “GoodMorningLosAngeles.com”! I can think of a few annoying people who could write that blog. Anyway…I’m off to a negative start. It’s Tuesday, August 31st and I have shit to do. Starting today at 5pm, I begin my week off from my official [...]

FINISHING THE BOOK

FINISHING THE BOOK

“I just want to burn it,” I said to my boyfriend in bed last night. “I just want it all to go away.” “I know,” he comforted, “But maybe it will go away if you write it.” I tried to explain to him: “I’ve been writing this book for ten years. Why am I doing [...]

FOUND WRITING: “MIRRORS”

FOUND WRITING: “MIRRORS”

I keep every piece of writing. I’m a hoarder of notes and anything that might make my book or writing better. This habit is diluting useful writing and it’s ridiculous. I need to clean house, but I hang on to the writing because I think it needs to be published somehow. To solve this fear [...]

ONE LAST SHOT: WRITING A BOOK

ONE LAST SHOT: WRITING A BOOK

I don’t care if I get fat. I don’t give a shit if I don’t leave my office for months, I need to finish this book. “The Book” is my achilles heel. It’s my weighted backpack. It’s something I began ten years ago. I need to finish it even if it kills me. I can’t [...]

“THE WEARY KIND”

“THE WEARY KIND”

I saw Ryan Bingham in Woodland Hills today. For those that don’t live in Los Angeles, that’s “The Valley.” Yup, people go there. I drove home after meeting my boyfriend (who works in Woodland Hills) and played “The Weary Kind” from the Crazy Heart soundtrack. Ryan Bingham wrote the song with T Bone Burnett — [...]

ALRIGHT, LET’S GET BACK TO BUSINESS

ALRIGHT, LET’S GET BACK TO BUSINESS

Hi Reluctant! It’s me, your conscious. Start fucking writing your blog and stop fluffing off in your apartment. Yes I know you’re in love. Yes, you’ve had a sexual revolution. Ok, but ummm, could you just check in and write a little? Cause…um….you may have people (major assumption) who want you to write more, so [...]

WRITING THE BANAL DAILY DRIVEL

WRITING THE BANAL DAILY DRIVEL

This is a blog. By nature it feels like one should write a blog daily. The problem is that I write essays and I fear watering them down with daily drivels about random things, yet I may be underestimating the potential of this blog. I don’t want this to become my “The Artist’s Way” Morning [...]

WHERE DOES ONE START?

WHERE DOES ONE START?

Where do I start after not writing on this blog for two months? I’ll start here: I am in Los Angeles. I arrived here last night on Virgin Airlines from Boston at 7:50 pm. My ex-husband nicely picked me up at the airport. He had my car while I was gone, and I promised him [...]

THINGS I COVET. SCRATCH THAT. I HATE THE WORD "COVET."

THINGS I COVET. SCRATCH THAT. I HATE THE WORD "COVET."

I’m feeling unusually cheery and in-the-mood to talk about a few material things I love. Yes, I’m a girl. I like things. Here are some things that make me happy: 1. Flokati Rug: Holy Shit. I bought this rug with the insistence of my friend and I love it. She said, to quote her, “I can totally see you having [...]

“AMUSEMENT PARKS” – AN EXCERPT FROM MY BOOK

“AMUSEMENT PARKS” – AN EXCERPT FROM MY BOOK

My father was big on Amusement parks. Every year we’d visit Canobie Lake Park in New Hampshire and the Big “E” (Exposition) in Springfield, Mass. We visited Disney numerous amount of times. Dad liked fun and I loved the rides. He was a big kid at heart. “What do you want to do first?” Dad [...]

I FEEL REALLY HAPPY

I FEEL REALLY HAPPY

I can’t title this post “I FEEL REALLY HAPPY” without some personal comment/explanation. Why? Cause I’m not usually the type that puts that out there. I always think, “Who cares? There’s always someone having a bad day, so I’m not about to be like ‘I’m Jamie! And I’m happy!’“ But you know what, I am [...]