New Book Smell

"I never feel lonely if I've got a book - they're like old friends. Even if you're not reading them over and over again, you know they are there. And they're part of your history. They sort of tell a story about your journey through life." ~ Emilia Fox A couple years ago, I ended... Continue Reading →

Writer’s Fear

  The depth of truth in this quote struck me at my core. I am not one who gets writers block often. Even if I get what I perceive as "Writer's block," it is usually¬†on the "Filler" parts of a novel. I just need to pause, guzzle my coffee, and follow my mind down the... Continue Reading →

Find Yourself in Never, Neverland

"In a place so far away We'll be young That's how we'll stay Every wish is a command We will find ourselves in Never Neverland"   The first time I saw "Finding Neverland" I was a blundering ball of emotional mess. It didn't help I was running late, which I abhor with a passion. Timeliness... Continue Reading →

Bridging the Heights

"I demolish my bridges behind me - then there is no choice but forward." Fridtjof Nansen I am not a huge fan of heights. I blame my siblings, who use to put me on top of the fridge when they were babysitting me - all in the name of love of course. I would sit... Continue Reading →

Gotham, New York NOT Batman

I think New York is a good place to write in general because it's a grid. It's organized. You know where you are on the map. That centers you, and your imagination is perhaps freer to roam. ~Alex Turner¬†   When you live in a city it is hard to play tourist. If people gave... Continue Reading →

The Scent of a Woman

A woman's perfume tells more about her than her handwriting. ~ Christian Dior In true Gemini form I have many personalities, calm, crazy, bookish, sensual, nun-like, adventurous. I am a walking book of dualities. While fashion can emulate that, from yoga chic to old Hollywood glamour, it is my perfume that resonates the true depths... Continue Reading →

The World is My Photog (For real)

A friend asked me a couple months ago on my Instagram page who my private photographer was. I laughed, and albeit a bit sarcastically replied "The world." I might have been being facetious when I said it in the moment, but the more I thought about it, the more accurate a statement it was. While... Continue Reading →

Beauty in the Breaking

Walking down the blocks in my Upper East side neighborhood, the sun kissing my face with its warm rays. People walking to work, running errands. They are living. New Yorkers understand fear. We also have no problem looking it in the face and kicking it in the arse. We are resilient that way. So are... Continue Reading →

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