This is my right hip, 30 or so acupuncture needles in my lower back, hip, thigh, calf, and ankle. Ten of them are hooked to electricity. I lie here three times a week for a…
Separate the Sensation from the Story
Ugh. I’m going to start by explaining why I’m being so damn vague about what’s going on with me health-wise these days. Reason number one: I can’t seem to get really smart people with lots…
Actor Cover Letters
Hello gorgeous. This will be quick, because I’ll be doing a Facebook Live on the topic in a few hours, I’ve already written a lot on the topic, and it’s even covered (COVERED! Hilarious!) in…
Remembering Your First
As I write this, it is two hours before a speaking engagement I have in Hollywood and I’m seated by the window in the 101 Coffee Shop. The first time I sat here (possibly in…
When You’re a Hammer, Everything Looks Like a Nail
Funny thing about advice we get, mentors we seek out, classes we take… We *think* we know what we want to be told, so we gravitate toward those who will take care of that need….
3 Top 3 from 300 BonBlasts (and More)
I’m out here in the desert attempting a whole bunch o’ new remedies (the wildest one is this thing called “totally disconnecting from real life for a good long stretch o’ time” — I mean,…
How to Turn Thoughts Around
So. As you may know, I’ve been going through some health stuff. I’m not ready to get specific because when I get specific, I get sad and I really don’t like being sad. One of…
Vanessa Van Edwards, Dr. Valerie Baker, and More Badassery
Fun Fact #1: I did the casting for Dr. Paul Ekman’s instructional vids. If you’ve never heard of the dude, he’s the expert whose work was behind the Tim Roth series Lie to Me. This…
You Have the Power to Change Your Life
Today’s BonBlast is about one of the scariest things that happens in a creative person’s lifetime: realizing how much freakin’ power is in our own damn hands. Just hours ago, a lovely ninja enrolled in…
How to Get Your Self-Published Book into Stores: Reverse Shoplifting
A few hours ago, my beloved partner and I walked up the Third Street Promenade after a lovely dinner, headed home for him to host his weekly writers group. Even though I had heard the…