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Yes, I do write about dermatology and unsexy subjects for some of my clients, but I am actually thrilled and grateful to be making a living as a writer. I also write screenplays, dating essays, books, copy for clients’ sites, articles on Medium, and posts on my blog, Postcards from the Couch.
First you’ve got to deal with all the noise out there — how to make 5,000 a month writing content! How to find your voice! How to kiss your day job goodbye and be a badass blogger! And then there’s the noise in your head — hasn’t everything already been done, and done better than I can do it?? This sh*t is intimidating!
A good place to start is to ask yourself, what are your writing goals? Are you writing for therapeutic reasons, or do you want to put yourself out there, but haven’t quite figured out how? Have you…
There are divorces out there that are copacetic and peaceful — a mutual parting of ways in which you both love and respect each other but you honor that the marriage is just not working anymore.
Gwyneth and Chris consciously uncoupled around the same time as my ex and I did at the beginning of 2015, but unfortunately, our consciously uncoupling more closely resembled an R-rated War of the Roses than their family-friendly kumbaya.
In my divorce, there were five stages. Pain, sadness, rage, rage…and rage. The stages were like a record where one song would play one night, and…
I’m an optimistic gal. No one else in their right mind sets out to succeed in a career that probably .001% of people succeed in.
Yeah, toss a fairly-traded coffee bean in a Starbucks in Los Angeles and you will hit a dozen writers toiling away on their laptops hoping to be the next Quentin Tarantino or Norah Ephron.
But I believed in myself as a writer. My parents believed in me! My teachers believed in me! Yay, it was time to make my literary mark on the world and get some produced credits under my belt.
Judy loved the…
As June Gloom set in in Santa Monica (the marine layer that keeps us cool and foggy all month) I was on overload writing a book, marketing a book, and doing client work, which left no time to write on Medium.
I was bummed. The momentum I was picking up in April and May would surely die, which was frustrating. Writing nothing in June also meant I would not be eligible for a Medium bonus, but I just ran out of time.
Enter the fabled long-tail article on Medium that I had read about from some of the Medium sherpas…
I hear that you need space, and I love that idea. I’m taking this time to decompress and reflect on the beautiful time that we shared together, which this September will be ten months. I’m not going to try to change your mind because that sheriff seemed pretty blunt about the whole restraining order thing, but it helps me to just unpack our relationship and acknowledge anything that I need to own.
When we met that fateful night in Westwood at Rachel’s party I felt a connection instantly. We were already completing each other’s sentences. Of course, mine were…
If you’ve been out there on the dating scene for many years, you’ve had a chance to navigate the fraught waters of online dating. But if you’re 50 and you find yourself suddenly “out there,” single after a long-ass relationship, online dating may feel more like playing in traffic than having fun. You’ve changed over the years and dating — well dating has really changed.
On the upside, many people find their true soulmates who are also newly single online. The internet can be a great connector for anyone who doesn’t have the time or patience to wait for Mr…
There’s an old joke: two elderley women are at a Catskill Mountain resort and one of them says, “Boy the food at this place is really lousy.” And the other woman says, I know, and such small portions.” That’s the key joke of my seven-year relationship with Jane.
You know, in the olden days, dogs lived to be five, maybe six years old. So the whole idea of growing old with your human made perfect sense.
But nowadays, with the advent of modern veterinary procedures that usually involve either having some guy shove his gloved hand up our glans or…
And how you can make this democracy work for you
“Blah, blah, blog” was my friend’s response in 2010 when I started my first blog. Published writers were pissed at this stupid new medium that was canceling legitimate journalism and ruining the traditional publishing industry.
But blogging did not go the way of hoverboards and Google Glass. Blogging is only gaining traction because it is a way for writers to control their own destiny and take a piece of that gig economy pie.
The gig economy is booming not only because there are fewer traditional jobs to be had, but…