
A Strong Sense of Self
I’ve always been interested in dressing up, putting on masks, and playing with dolls and puppets. To be someone else, either through acting or through writing. But hey, am I… Read more A Strong Sense of Self →
I’ve always been interested in dressing up, putting on masks, and playing with dolls and puppets. To be someone else, either through acting or through writing. But hey, am I… Read more A Strong Sense of Self →
I wrote today on my novel about a small town and its inhabitants. I have written chapters, trying to move forward in sequential order. Now, I’m writing vignettes on the… Read more Serendipity →
I found it. The ring. Or rather, the ring found me. On one side it’s like I’ve lost everything. My job, my relations, my home, my mom. Slipping away. A… Read more The Ring →
A martini shaken, tequila blanco, an ice cube and a slice of bearss lime
My body is my friend. My body is my temple. I feel my body intensely when I lie in bed, all curled up with a pillow under my head and… Read more Thru the Body →