the hate you project don’t effect me
Rest in peace Ranford Bigsby.
Category: etcetera
my social society
Social media is some ill shit. It makes people money while simultaneously destroying lives. Something I struggle with as a Writer is that as a creature - I don't want anyone following, watching or absorbing anything outside of "their" our field. Man. Ever since my youtube sensation best friend killed himself, I've paid more attention to how people follow each other in particular realms. I've seen asshole Writers, who are literal assholes in real...
but it’s ok…
Three husbands at 39 is a lot... Everything I haven't said in Interfuckville is inked. Love and light, good luck... more soon
mood AF. ode to bey.
Tonight, and this weekend in general, I've been like (af)... My sincere apologies for officially becoming the whack blah-ger who isn't here on the daily. It's not that my thoughts and energy aren't excited about rounding out the whole Australia to Manhattan back to Australia circle, girl - it just takes a lot of bloody work. Fortunately, as a light working species on this planet... I totally got this. I spent the St Paddy's holiday weekend...
artist. style.
Throughout the years I've been ranting words in the realm of FollowMeToNYC, Artist and Style have been two significant themes. When I tell people I'm a Writer, it depends on the circumstance as to what type of writing we talk about. From what's happening on Wall Street to whatever grit spilt from my pen that day. As a Writer, I'm always keen to talk about words and expression - what I'm working on or might have read. As an Artist, I've learned,...