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Living La Vida… Urban.
It’s a sad truth of our generation or our time that it is so much harder to talk about the good than the bad. When life is miserable, your hope is gone, and cynicism rules, the jokes flow freely and people commiserate and it is patently easy. Conversely, when someone we know enjoys some success […]
I Sew Now. Sewing Is Cool.
I have not written in a long while. This is because I’ve decided (ish) to take a vacation from the constraints of my own mind. Not in a druggy way, just in the way that instead of constantly running the maddening wheels inside my head, I’ve directed my frustrated and overactive energies outward. I have been […]
Wha-What’s Your Fa-Fantasy?
I’m a huge fantasy fan, and I’m embracing it. I love a good witch (or a bad witch for that matter), flying carpet, epic quest, or fictional kingdom. I gave up my budding magician career at age 6, but I still hold a torch for Harry Potter and his wizarding education. I’m pretty foggy on […]
Why The Glee Project Succeeds Where Glee Fails
It’s embarrassing enough to be an avid fan of the now-maligned Glee without nurturing an addiction to Oxygen’s (ugh) reality competition The Glee Project. But this is the predicament in which I find myself. It has gotten so bad that the other day a rerun of Glee was on, and I watched a 15-year-old episode […]
An Embarrassment of Riches… Ish
Now I’m truly convinced that Banana Republic is some sort of sick joke the universe is playing on me; I am a modern Job. After sullenly folding, sulking around the register, and grimacing at customers for about 10 months, they made me employee of the month. Unphased, I continued on, and was made an acting […]
Voyage of the Dawn Treader
A film review of The Chronicles of Narnia: Voyage of the Dawn Treader, or, a rumination on things I like but which are not very good. Confession: I love the Narnia movies. Yeah, I know. I’m watching one as I write this. When it ends, because I have no cable in this room, I will insert […]
A Place of My Own
In what I’ve just admitted to myself may be my favorite book, On Writing, Stephen King says a lot of things. I should know. One of them has to do with a writer needing a place to write. The place needn’t be fancy, but it must be your own, and it must be dedicated to […]
Syndication; Resolution
Being a writer suits me. While I detest the mindless monotony and futility of folding sweaters and corduroys, lazing at a computer in my pajamas feels just right. I am lucky my friends and family recognize the value of this act, because it is remarkably close in appearance to Facebooking (or as my dad calls […]
Black Swan
“What happened to my sweet girl?” “SHE’S GONE!” This is the way the most current Black Swan trailers end, and it’s a damn good encapsulation of what happens in the film. I’ve written before about the concept of story inspiring structure. In Ulysses James Joyce writes a chapter about sound in the way we actually […]
Living La Vida Suburbia 