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And also only granola people take yoga. Clearly I'm on a mission to prove ALL those wrong (I'm pretty sure the mini-box of Slim Jims I ate last week renders me ineligible for the granola club). So I teach yoga (and eat Slim Jims), I'm writing in a blog, but how am I going to… Continue reading No one reads poetry! And also no one reads blogs!
This is a repost from something I wrote on my Facebook writing page -- Abby Rose Writer -- and, if you haven't liked that yet, what are you doing? Get on that, already! That is, unless you don't have Facebook. Then I simply applaud you for having way more productive free time than the rest of us.… Continue reading Projections
You mean it's out? It's finally out? The book is finally out? ...get out of town. (But keep your phone on hand so you can buy/download my book to your mobile device.) In 2008, I started writing a tale about a completely lost twentysomething -- a completely lost twentysomething whose life starts playing out like a… Continue reading RELEASE THE KRAKEN! …er, I mean book.
"That's a little rough, driving all that way just for some casting." "I don't mind," I reply. "I like driving. Plus, I grew up on the South Shore." "Oh, well that's good, at least! Are you going to visit home?" A sheepish grin creeps across my face. "I'm planning on it." -- I grew up… Continue reading Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig.
I think of the fall of Rome. I think of the incredible empire, the vicious rule, the reminder that it wasn't built in a day. And I think of the tale of Nero playing his fiddle while his city burned. I think of advances in architecture and winding, complicated roads. I think of advancing armies… Continue reading The Beauty of the Fallen
Hey there -- do you have an Amazon account? Do you not mind blindly nominating something? Are you capable of finding a blue button and clicking? Then I have the task for you! Ladies and gentleman, my very first manuscript is officially part of a Kindle Scout campaign. It's been a serious comedy of errors… Continue reading Do You Have 30 Seconds of Spare Time? I Need Your Help.
I have a desperate desire for the sun. I do not care if my feet are in boots or sandals, my shoulders bare or covered in layers. I need a reason for sunglasses across the bridge of my nose -- because it creates an easy smile across my face. I've noticed I can stave off a cold… Continue reading Seasonally Affected
"Does Puerto Rico have a president?" The girl with the beginnings of a sleeve tattoo asks this in earnest to the man next to her. She and her girlfriend sit behind us on the plane, their pop-up tent in the carry-on compartment directly above us. They plan on finding a spot on the beach to… Continue reading A Seriously Melodramatic, Junot Diaz-inspired Blog Post About Puerto Rico (with very poor Spanish — get your Google Translate ready)
I first want to start this by saying that my cat has just indicated he wants to go on my lap my turning my back into a human scratching post. He is now happy as a clam sitting in the nook I've created by crossing my right ankle over my left knee (the figure-four position… Continue reading Writing and the Primadonna Yawp that is, “Creative Freedom!”