I am a freelance writer for several online rags that are circling the drain. Sometimes I fancy myself as the female Billy Budd, because I read the story in college and can’t recall the character in much detail. I have two wonderful cats. People used to refer to my ilk as “sad cat people.” But that was pre-Internet. Now they are all (probably) glued to YouTube waiting for the next adorbs installment of Lil Bub or Maru. Ahh, the Circle of Irony.
What I Do, Job-wise: I write, I edit, I rewrite, I hit “send” anyway.
What I Do, Fun-wise: I mentioned cats already, so I probably shouldn’t mention those again. I follow many fashion blogs, I watch many movies, I borrow many books from the library, I politely decline not so many invitations to parties.
My Motto: Procrastinate like there is a tomorrow.
My Anti-Motto: People should give their children sensible, hearty names.
The First Movie Star I Ever Had a Crush On:
My “celebs to make out with” list: Rob Morrow, Pamela Adlon (she is the straight thinking woman’s Angelina Jolie)
The Most Played Song on My iTunes: Pet Sounds (the entire thing, because each song is a chapter in a novel)
Last Book I Read Without Skimming Any Parts: The Pleasure of My Company, a Novella by Steve Martin
My Most Worn Item of Clothing: a black tee that says something in Chinese about honesty or something.
Beauty Products That I Hoard: Zinc SPF 50+, Sephora Green Tint Moisturizer, L’Oreal BB Cream, a comb
I Smell Like: a citizen of the United States
I Have Faked an Orgasm (Yes/No): Yes, but in my defense, so has every woman on both sides of my family. It’s genetic.