My manuscript, the recently retitled Florence Leary’s Theory of Flight, is getting so polished it’s almost slippery. As per the rules of Pitch Wars, the agent round is still a few weeks away. So’s the time when I’m free to start sending out those query letters. I’m itching to query. For a writer, querying is… Continue reading Coping with Hope
One of the first things you learn as an actor is to always question your character’s motivation. Why did she say that line? Why did he change his mind halfway through dialling that number? Why did she walk in wearing only a towel? (Fun Fact: that last question is from personal experience!) It’s so ingrained… Continue reading What’s My Motivation?
(CUE: “Back to School Again” from Grease 2) Ahhh, September. It brings the changing of leaves, a new school year for my kids, and yet another anniversary of my 23rd birthday. I also find it is the best time to make my resolutions. My School Year’s Resolutions, if you will. A year ago, my wise and talented friend,… Continue reading School Year’s Resolutions
I spent last week on a boat. We hung out in Sidney (BC, not Australia), Victoria (again, the one in BC, not in the presence of the deceased queen), a little marina called Poet’s Cove, and Vancouver. After a week of boat living, I still feel the sways of the sea even on solid land.… Continue reading Letting It Linger
I’ve got Beastie Boys in my head now, how about you? Great. Let’s talking about WANTING stuff. Canada’s super. We’re a pretty socially liberal country, enjoy a lot of freedoms, and our prime minister snuggles pandas on his off time. But every winter, I grumble. I put on seventeen layers. I claim I’m going to… Continue reading So What’cha Want?
I did not burp in public for years. I did not ‘break wind’ even in private for years. Quell the gas! was my motto. In my youth, I was referred to as a robot. I took it as a compliment. Back then I was convinced–convinced–I could be perfect if I just tried hard enough. As I (gracefully)… Continue reading Normalizing Failure
I love getting into specifics. They say the devil’s in the details. Well, so’s the meat and I’m a carnivore! Ahem. Most people have a specific way they like to eat Oreos. Me? I twist those suckers open, eat the dry cookie side first, lick the frosting, and then eat the frosting side. Most of us… Continue reading What I love. Specifically.