Like most nice Italian girls, I was raised on a diet of pasta and grudges. Read more →
Holidays have never been easy in my family. Emotions run high, grudges resurface, nasty disagreements are aired in all their screaming glory. Read more →
It’s been raining in Los Angeles. Finally. Read more →
I have a writer crush. Read more →
I’m excited to be teaching in the 2015 UCLA Extension Writers’ Program Writers Studio this winter. Read more →
It’s the holiday season, that time of year when the world falls in love…
My ass it is. Read more →
I used to sing. It wasn’t what I was best at, but it was what I loved most. Even as a kid I knew I didn’t have the strongest instrument. My voice was small, light, airy. Nothing like Barbra Streisand’s powerhouse vocals on the vinyl records that I played over and over on my olive green portable record player. Her voice was big and bold, muscular in a way that I envied.
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