My Creative Writing Class is like no other! Sparkling repartee! Writing Prompts created to lead us deep into our soul! Tranformative and Hilarious Reading Assignments! Martini Zoom Time with Writing Tips! And finally a TRANSFORMATION story we can call our own! And at the end of six weeks you can opt to publish your finished story in my next book of collected essays, Distinguished Divas! And why choose me as your writing teacher? I believe all of life is made…
There are songs and poems and endless legends about rainbows, and I love them all. In fact, I consider myself a bit of a rainbow connoisseur. I have seen my fair share of rainbows, but nothing prepared me for the day we saw thirteen rainbows in one day on the Isle of Skye in Scotland. THIRTEEN! My best friend, Kim and I were fairy hunting and researching my ancestry on the Isle of Skye. (This was 1995 before the internet,…
Kim and I walked deep into the surrounding wild woods, looking closely underneath vibrant polka-dotted mushrooms. We even stepped into mushroom rings, one at a time, holding hands in case one of us disappeared into Fairy World…
She is wearing a robe spun from shooting stars and I’m wearing a dress sewn from a sheet of rain.
Of course I don’t enjoy being robbed, but as an adventuress, I have been robbed a few times, from waking up to some scalliwag trying to take my backpack out from under my head, to standing on a crowded bus and noticing some joker unzipping the zipper of my bag. Sometimes they succeeded, sometimes they didn’t.
It was 1996, I was having a rough time working in Mexico City. I was belly dancing in Polanco and living above the Arabic nightclub. My best friend, Kim, came to rescue me, and we bought bus tickets and headed out to explore the country. Eventually we landed in the Yucatan, and our friend, Kayren joined us. We had all heard the stories about the dangers of traveling in Mexico for women. We were traveling on a local bus late…
“I had missed the Running of the Bulls because I was brushing my teeth in a matador’s hotel room.”
I have never felt more like a queen than swimming in a waterfall in a jungle surrounded by ancient stones with my twin soul, who put her arms around me when I was cold…
Still to this day, thirty years later, I smell Chanel No. 5 and I am transported back to that little room in Spain, to the exquisite lightness of being a girl who loves starlight dancing in her hair.