I jumped a life hurdle for me on Saturday night: I went back to the club that I used to go every weekend with my best friend, Jeff, for the very first time since he passed away. I was on a mission. I had to do it alone. I always want to share with you the personal struggles I go through and how I try and navigate
In the next 48 hours, my book proposal will be finished. Every single thing that I experience I look to for possible inspiration. A possible chapter. A mini-story within a chapter. I have had to move on a deadline, scrawling thousands of words on a page by the day. And all the while, I need to keep it inspired. This is what I did to
Here. I promised you the bones. The Filthy and the Gorgeous. The Lowly and the Divine. The Mountains and the Valleys of the Soul. I write to you from a valley. I am not ashamed to be here. It just is. It is part of this journey. An obstacle on a life map. Clutching my writing scrawled on paper, frozen for days, I
I woke up this morning and put on a black lace bra that a girl threw at me on stage. I put on a tiara that a girl gave me on tour. I needed them today. I could tell. Little medals to keep me moving. Things that symbolize the good days, the good things. When I was doing Danger Dame Questions of the day
Thank you for all the comments and emails that I received from you regarding my last entry, "Can a Simple Smile Change the Course of History?". It's so odd, sometimes I have feelings so strong that I think I can't turn my emotions into the proper words to express myself. I had actually considered not posting that entry - because I felt like