Of all the questions I’m asked about the 50-for-50 Project, the one that comes up most frequently is definitely “Why the hair?” Sometimes it comes up in the context of context—i.e., What the hell does shaving your head have to do with raising money for WriteGirl?—which I can understand. More on that in a bit, although [...]
fear
Since reaching my majority, birthdays have been fraught for me. It’s not so much because I’ve feared the rolling-over of the odometer to this or that number, but because I don’t know what to do with birthdays. And something tells me they need to be noted somehow, if only to maintain a loose grip on [...]
Never let perfectionism get in the way of getting started. Never let sucking get in the way of shipping.
Feel the dread and write it anyway.
Many years ago, I was in the world’s worst acting class. Its badness was made possible by its goodness. Much like a relationship where you’re slowly gaslighted into madness until a gigantic Acme mallet (or Joseph Cotten) shows up to snap you out of it, about 90% of what went down was fine, excellent, even. [...]
I wrapped myself in layers to keep out the wind and the rain and the cold-hearted, to protect my delicate belly fur from brushing up against stinging bitches, to fend off hailstorms out of nowhere and guard against shark attacks, sermons, rabies, catcalls, and random acts of insomnia. I outfoxed the bad and the maybe-bad [...]
A good friend of mine recently decided to quit smoking. She’d quit before, which obviously means that the quitting didn’t quite “take.” So this time, she decided to quit differently. First, she’s investing money in the deal. For them amongst us what is on the cheap side, money can be a powerful motivator. As my [...]
I believe in the essential goodness of people. I may forget it here and there, when I’m pressed for time, or not well-rested/-fed/-clothed, or when some deep, emotional trigger gets pulled. But usually, and fairly quickly, I recognize these lapses as such. They’re my (temporary) deviations from an essentially optimistic, basically loving worldview, brought on by [...]
Rather than write about change, which, apparently, is what I write about most of the time here, when I’m not plugging myself shamelessly (see above), I’m trying to actually change. You know, for a change. Haha. It is HARD. And by “hard,” I mean that song I wrote does not come within five-landing-strips-of-a-gigantic-barn close to [...]
The first change is up to you. The rest come rushing up to you, one after another, pell-mell, willy-nilly, greedy, greedy bastards ready ready ready for the light you have let in through that small, small crack in the door. The news is that changing one thing changes everything. Whether that bit of news is [...]
