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gretchen is a writer in new york city

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up picking

In the midst of stumbling on and off my face lately, I fell through the door yesterday to my very quiet IMG_2190 apartment and was immediately unhappy.

I kind of reckon Artists have a unique pain thresh hold. And since I hold on to this “every low is followed by a fabulous happiness” I really make a legit effort to limp through.

However, some days I suck at it. And yes, it is still a traumatic reaction to an ex-partner’s uselessness. I’ve finally come to see over the past three or four months, I don’t miss him. I just can’t live alone. Continue reading

galas are really fun

DSCN4575The Gala was really fun! My girlfriend iced me last minute, fortunately I have a Chris who was by my side in a pinch! Viva la Cult!

Fun things I did last night included seeing the Mayor, whose speech literally concluded with:

“Gotta go, I have another function to go to. My girlfriend is waiting…” Continue reading

why i’ll be single forever. aka sing it child.

I was having a conversation with my bestie Chris the other day and we decided that my basic response to just about everything will be, “Sing it, child,” for an undisclosed amount of time. Continue reading

kisses to queens. let’s work. love sending.

Back to work today!

That’s right party people, I will be sitting at my desk less than 24 hours after landing back in Australia. Why?!┬áBecause I’m hardcore. Woke up this morning, wished on a star, brewed espresso, and I’m about to be out…

Utter isolation does wonders for incentive.

I would like to send special love to family member / honorary cult committee member, my amazing friend David.

David lives a block away from Chris who holds down Camp Queens while I hustle my way off this island. Continue reading

almost like forget… second talk…

Whenever I visit New York City and dip back to Australia, I always seem to slump to rock bottom again. And when this happens, I lose sight of what I’ve been working toward…

a word-like gig to fund shelter where i fit in.

I am focussed to a degree of solitary confinement at the moment. I drank champagne with Chris tonight and raised glasses, “To being so close!”

I have a second discussion this Friday. Round two of attempting to show what I’ve got to New York City.

Book continues booking. I am constantly raising how relaxed I feel. How tense I clearly was leading up to this voyage. Regardless of the motions we tread to make way, I believe the maintenance of our personal well being must always take lead. Pay attention to what you eat, listen to what your body tells you.

I’m feeling steady leading up to my upcoming appointment. I almost forget other times when I’ve come close and been cut off, because sooner or later, I have to get a chance.

Two more days of the work week… two more appointments to go…

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