I like this art project. I’ve enjoyed being quiet just as much as I liked blahging here every day. Sooner or later I’ll get back to my daily boos.. I reckon.
It’s lush getting messages from cult members who have been part of this page since it started. I have a few questions on what I’ve been up to…
I’m currently on the Gold Coast in Australia. I live in a mansion (literally) and make money working from home, writing.
My creative pieces are inky and secret. The puppies are so happy, dancing on the beach every morning. My husband is sexy, I don’t hate him anymore.
It’s amazing to think I’ve had three husbands since I started this webpage. Number one and I don’t talk, which is part of why I started this page in the first place.
Number two is homeless in Los Angeles. He called me for a pep talk this morning.
I never close my windows. I smile incessantly. I don’t really talk to anyone. Escaping the poison of American media is a wonderful thing. Of course I miss New York City.
… but I always go back to New York City.
I’m too blessed to be stressed. After my 40th birthday, I’ve been spending a lot of time fasting. I do yoga in my living room and swim in my infinity pool a lot. There’s salt water on my body every day.
I’ve always been a secret keeper. I guess that’s part of what made this project exciting, the exposure and connection with the outside world.
A lot of you have seen this page go up and come down. I’m happy it’s up now, it’s been really lovely hearing from the cult clan.
I’m going to keep quiet for as long as I feel like. I’m happy. I hope you all are as well…
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 feeding boys corned beef and plotting, scheming, etc. In midtown, of course. April is set to be my last full month in the states. As a never say never’er… I’m sitting mad tight for like six weeks.
“We can skip small talk, let’s get right to the chase.”
I’ve been in the sticks for a lush three days. I’m staying indefinitely through mid-Septemberish. I’m certain a city sway will occur sporadically, New York City is irresistible on any day – summer is entirely something else.
My return to blahg-ville has been hushed. Most of my time is spent with my latest book, so I haven’t been much in the zone of blah-g.
I’ve also been spending a lot of time with new people who have recently appeared in my life. The way that life goes in waves and peaks is certainly something that never stops, until we eventually kick it and float into the next realm. Continue reading
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