

Freelancer, comedian, and illustrator. Writes humor, practical advice, and about life. Check out Jane Austen’s Wastebasket for most of my funny scribbles.
Today, I’m 44. And instead of wondering how it is that the years moved so swiftly, I hold a cold hammer in my hands. Instead of poring over photographs of a life lived in a sepia and another in the blinding sun — a bone-thin woman who was prettier and smarter than she ever gave herself credit for, and a selfie I’ve taken after climbing the side of a mountain — I think about the brutal war that occupied the space between the two.
never t…hat lets me play with words from nine-to-five, especially for a brand I’ve grown to love very much. Crushing it at work is my first priority, and I feel lucky to have landed such a fitting role, one that allows me the headspace to go home and spend time with my own words, too. Working in the airline industry remains an unexpected twist in this writer’s trajectory, but it is fulfilling and engrossing and unconventional in ways I never thought possible. This opportunity was the reason I finally said goodbye to New York and hello to a city I never knew…
This was also the year I promised to explain myself less, to self-promote without feeling guilty about over-saturating, to shout my victories without diluting them with self-deprecation, or feeling the need to justify my writerly place in this world. I often cringe at the thought of sharing and re-sharing and oversharing my articles — your classic D…
Maybe there’s a little bit of a bee in my proverbial bonnet because I recently had a book come out, and sometimes it feels like crickets with my larger network. Maybe they’re tired of hearing about it as if my enthusiasm should have had a shelf life. But the t…