Tag: Memoir

April 8, 2017 /

I have a friend I met when we were nine. This picture of Mary Pickford reminds me of her, the solid gaze, the bold spirit, and the curls. She’s the only person I’ve ever known whose hair fell into perfect ringlets. Recently, she called out of the blue and we…

December 5, 2015 /

Over my lifetime I leaned many things from Elizabeth Taylor. I learned how to face life straight on and survive the hard times. I learned that it was a blessing to be different. I learned that kindness and honesty and being the real you brings unexpected rewards. I learned by…

October 17, 2014 /

“I didn’t have time to read, I wasn’t studying, wasn’t writing. I was basically promoting, going to radio stations, performing, battling bronchitis because there was so much smoke in venues. I thought, I see a lot of potential fame and fortune, but I don’t see a lot of human evolution.…

June 11, 2014 /

John Waters wrote a book about hitchhiking across America. I just love him. And I can’t wait to get my mitts on Carsick. The video of his conversation with Colbert is dynamite, but I don’t know how to embed clips from Comedy Central so please, click on the link. John…

April 15, 2014 /
January 29, 2014 /

“Did he love her?” “He loved her more than anything.” “Did they live here?” “Yes. In the ruin.” via It was called Slave Hill | The Pink Agendist. Photos of Panama by Eadweard Muybridge