February 2012
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Feb 21st
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Feb 15th
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Feb 14th
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Feb 14th
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The best thing my dad has ever said to me.
Me: I've been applying at a lot of retail stores since I haven't been able to get a lot of work lately.
Dad: But how is that going to work with what you're doing now? You don't want it to interfere with your acting stuff if that's really what you want to do.
Me (in my head): OH MY GOD!!! DID MY DAD JUST VALIDATE MY ASPIRATIONS???
Feb 11th
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Feb 10th
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Creepy Cool. →
Disney heroines meet their demise in photographer Thomas Czarnecki’s take on fairytale endings
Feb 10th
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Feb 10th
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“Breaking my back just to know your name.”
– The Killers
Feb 5th
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Feb 4th
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Feb 4th
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January 2012
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Jan 31st
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Just because I am not working...
I have not booked any work in the last two weeks.  I have only worked 5 days in the last month.  For someone who is conditioned to having a regular steady paycheck since the age of 17 it is a daily struggle not to freak out that I am a failure and crazy for quitting my office job back in October of last year. Tonight I went to a meeting at AFTRA, the actors’ union I am a member of for...
Jan 31st
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Jan 25th
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Just submitted to a commercial agent for the first...
Thinking happy thoughts : )
Jan 25th
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“It’s harder to be sad when you know someone loves you.”
– Me
Jan 24th
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super-joey asked: what's your middle name? do you have any tattoos? where do you work? :)
Jan 21st
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“A woman without love wilts like a flower without sun.”
– Amelie
Jan 21st
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Jan 17th
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Jan 15th
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To Witness and Hold
Just as the warmth of summer can make a cricket sing, the quality of being held enlivens the heart. We have been battered by modern times into obsessive problem solvers, but as life pares us down into only what is essential, it becomes clear that the deepest sufferings of the heart and spirit cannot be solved, only witnessed and held. I have struggled with this constantly.  Just recently,...
Jan 14th
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Jan 14th
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Jan 13th
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“Nation, as a journalist I know it is my job to keep you terrified.”
– Stephen Colbert
Jan 12th
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Jan 11th
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“In the end, it is not enough to think what we know. We must live it. For only...”
–  - Mark Nepo
Jan 6th
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Jan 6th
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Jan 4th
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Oh my gosh please click this. →
Jan 3rd
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Jan 2nd
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Jan 2nd
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December 2011
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Dec 31st
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Because that is what I do.
The Spider and the Sage In India, there is a story about a kind, quiet man who would pray in the Ganges River every morning.  One day after praying he saw a spider struggling in the water and cupped his hands to carry it ashore.  As he placed the spider on the ground, it stung him… The next day the same thing happened.  On the third day the kind man was knee deep in the river, and sure...
Dec 29th
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Dec 25th
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I've made a decision...
…I’m going to sleep on my couch tonight.  Sometimes it just feels nice.
Dec 17th
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Dec 10th
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Dec 8th
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30 Day Challenge
Half way there, baby!! DAY/STORY 15             Natalie climbed the pull-down ladder that led to her mother’s attic.  Light was pouring in through from the one window across the room overlooking the garage.              “Any idea where it might be, Ma?” Natalie called down to her mother.             “No idea,” she answered.  “It’s in a box.”             Well, that narrows it down, she thought as...
Dec 3rd
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30 Day Challenge
You thought I wasn’t gonna make it today, didja??  Oh, ye of little faith… DAY/STORY 14             The warm sun feels good on Erica’s face as she steps out of her office, which could easily be mistaken for a refrigerator since it is always kept at a steady 68º.  She has been stuck there since 6:00 am.  She isn’t used to working such early hours and the only thing she is excited...
Dec 2nd
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30 Day Challenge
DAY/STORY 13             The candlelight flickered as Marie and Dennis cleared the last of the plates from their dining room table.  The wind could be heard rustling through the trees outside, but inside their four-bedroom house it was cozy and warm.                        “Do you think it’s going to snow?” Marie asked from the kitchen.             Dennis paused and looked out the window.  “I...
Dec 1st
November 2011
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30 Day Challenge
DAY/STORY 12             “I can’t believe it’s almost Christmas already,” Melanie said as she helped her older sister Polly pull their fake Christmas tree out of the storage room.             “Me neither,” replied Polly.  “Careful!”             Melanie looked down to where Polly was pointing and stopped herself from stepping right on Hambone, their basset hound’s head as he laid on the ground in...
Nov 30th
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30 Day Challenge
DAY/STORY 11             It was a clear day out as Lucy picked up her backpack and headed out the door.  She could see Bobby and Megan at the end of their block walking up to the yellow school bus that had just pulled up to their stop.  Lucy let out a big sigh and then started running until she caught up to them.             “You’re late,” Megan said after the two of them took a seat near the...
Nov 29th
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30 Day Challenge
I was on vacation visiting family the last week, but I’m back and ready to rock out this challenge!! DAY/STORY 10             Words are just words until you string them together into a sentence that gives them meaning.  And moments are just moments until there is someone there to remember when they were more.   I’m learning to let things go.  I’m learning to let things be.  No matter how...
Nov 27th
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30 Day Challenge
DAY/STORY 9             “It’s your turn, Mom!” scolded Amie as she sat playing Candyland with her mother at the kitchen table.             Caysie’s mind had been somewhere else all night.  She cleared her throat and tried her best to return her focus to the game.  She picked a card and then moved her red plastic game piece to the next blue square.              “After this game it’s bedtime,”...
Nov 19th
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Good morning, Tumblr.  I felt it was time for a theme change.  I like that this one has page numbers so you can easily go back to the beginning of my blog and see how this all started and how it’s evolved instead of having to load the whole thing.  Anyway, hope you like it!
Nov 18th
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30 Day Challenge
DAY/STORY 8             Carrie looked at her watch impatiently.  8:45.  She was starting to think he had forgotten they were supposed to meet when all of a sudden she heard light jingling coming from the bell over the door of the café.  She turned her head to see her ex-husband Joel walk through the door brushing snow out of his sandy brown hair.  He spotted her and smiled and for a moment...
Nov 18th
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30 Day Challenge
DAY/STORY 7                   So, here we are, at the beginning of the story.  And we’re wondering what kind of story ours will be.  Will it be a comedy with lovably quirky characters?  Or will it be a love story with heartache and despair, but with the hope of eventual redemption for both parties involved at the end?  Maybe it will be a drama.  No one knows.  It’s just a story, just one of a...
Nov 17th
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30 Day Challenge
DAY/STORY 6             “Did we make the right decision?” Molly asks as she and her husband Andrew sit packing up the last of their belongings from the kitchen.  Molly was having a hard time adjusting to the idea that they weren’t going to be living in the house they had lived in for the last ten years, the perfect little blue house they moved into as newlyweds.  “I mean,” she says holding up a...
Nov 15th
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30 Day Challenge
DAY/STORY 5             I know it’s for the best, but it still hurts.  It’s still too raw to give words to, too new to have it make sense.  I know there are things we can’t know and even more that we can’t predict, but I just can’t help but feel like I’m losing something.    The End
Nov 14th
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“I know God won’t give me anything I can’t handle. I just wish he...”
– Mother Teresa
Nov 14th
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