I awoke this morning and, as is routine, proceeded to clean my precious vintage glasses, during which time they spontaneously broke. The break is not where anyone would first suspect, though. It isn't the lenses or the earpieces. No, it's the nosepiece -- the little flat pad that keeps them in place. The thing is, these glasses don't have flexible ( Read more... )

"I just want an interview." -- me, daily

This has been my mantra for the past three months. Throughout May and June my hopes were high as I applied like crazy to big and small publications at home and in NYC. July was far less productive, half because of weddings and vacations and half because of a loss of motivation. If I could only be granted an ( Read more... )

I don't understand why, even though I stressed that "they just need to be cleaned up a little" and "only the few strays need to go," the stylist interpreted my clear instructions as "please rip out every damn hair so my eyebrows look like penciled-on C's." She even agreed with me: "Yeah, they look pretty good already." Then why, Linda from the ( Read more... )

Our dog, Gretel, is having minor surgery tomorrow morning to drain a hematoma in her left ear flap, but judging by my mother's reaction, I'm more likely to believe that the dog is being put to sleep. Zachary found the water-balloon-like blister yesterday morning and brought it to the attention of my mother, who had the vet on the phone and a ( Read more... )

I returned home last night after a 10-day vacation that hit every high, low and frustration possible in a family trip. The aspects of the vacation that I had dreaded, however, actually turned out to be the most enjoyable, while the parts that I had anticipated resulted in irritation and physical and emotional drainage. Luckily I could recouperate ( Read more... )

The sleep study did not go as expected. First of all, I stayed the entire night -- 8:30 p.m. to 5:30 a.m. -- instead of failing and being home by midnight as I had planned. Secondly, I used the BiPAP/CPAP. Finally, I did not enjoy the new machine at all ( Read more... )

I've realized and accepted that my chances of finding employment this summer in Lay-trobe are pretty minute, so my new plan is as follows:

-Write at least one cover letter/application per day to prospective NYC employers.
-Update The Crooked Truth three times a week.
-Compose two query letters a week, as my precious 2006 Writer's Market has ( Read more... )

I recently started a new blog to display some of my less personal and more professional writings. Registering for the site in April, I've only just begun posting semi-regularly, with a mere three entries currently on display. My goal, however, is to shoot for two to four pieces a week, depending on topic ideas and quality ( Read more... )

Y'know what I miss? The physical act of writing. I miss the feeling of a pen in my hand and my little, quarter-size notebooks. These days, all of my writing has been on the computer, and while that's still my preferred method of putting thoughts into words, I sometimes feel myself enjoying filling out timecards or writing a grocery list on a PostIt ( Read more... )