Hello, Danger Addicts!The Danger Diary is back on a Monday, Wednesday and Friday schedule to feed your habit. ♥ Thanks for getting your fix with me. ♥ I've been working on several writing projects, and since I've switched up my home workspace, I feel like my creativity has been soaring and I wanted to pass on what's worked for me that might help you guys out,
This photo is from the screen test yesterday as our film dream, Revolver, is so near
Look at a childhood photo of yourself. That little 4 year old me - bright eyes, fists raised, triumphant - has encouraged me and pushed me through my darkest times. I say I don't care what other people think - but that's a lie. I care about what the 4 year old version of me would think about me more than anything. She is my guide
My very first print article I've ever written came out in Faerie Magazine TODAY (pssst
Jack White's voice sang out in my room as my alarm went off this morning. I looked on my phone and saw this, the second my eyes opened: And we knew what we needed to do. Maggie traveled by plane and then by bus to the mountain. We've had a lot of adventures together since we met in 2008, traveling the world with our friend, Emilie Autumn. Last
These quotes I have taken with me over the years, memorized, and recited back in my head when I've been in situations when I've needed their wild wisdom. Here are my 13 All Time Favorites: Do you have a favorite quote you remind yourself of to encourage you? Share with all of us in the comments. Can't wait to see the
We've all done it. I'm talking about the countless promises we make ourselves: We're going to work out. We're going to stick to a budget. We're going to learn how to _______________ this year. I don't know about you - but half the times in my life, I make these promises and forget them almost as fast as I make them. This year is different. I'm keeping my promises to
You asked me who my glamour inspirations are and as I'm about to create my own badass gang of inspiration for 2014 - this superstar goddess came to my mind. Delving into her diary
As we cross the country on the tour bus, the snow falls down and we pass by main streets of towns with holiday lights in trees. We trudge through snow banks to explore some towns we've never been to before - and some towns that we have been to. We seek out the local coffeehouses to get a taste for the town. We browse the bulletin
I never know what I'll write here. I wait until I wake up on Thursday morning - and I write honestly about what's on my mind that day. This was my first thought this morning: Abby and Flambeaux. I had heard about them because we ran in the same performance circles in New York City. But after our house burned to the ground with much of