by Colette Freedman | Mar 8, 2017 | Chick Stuff
I have found the fountain of youth… and unlike Ponce de León, I am going to share my secret. Here’s the thing. I used to have acne. Bad, bad, bad, bad, BAD acne. Remarkably, I wasn’t a prepubescent pimply teen. No, I escaped the trauma of high school hideousness and...
by Colette Freedman | Jun 19, 2016 | Lacrosse, Random Musings, Sports
When it comes to the news, my dad is, hands down, the most well-read person on the planet. And that is not an exaggeration. We’ve been getting 13+ papers delivered to the house for as long as I can remember. While I understand Dad does not seem to be terribly...
by Colette Freedman | May 14, 2016 | Anomalies, Books, Writing
I love independent bookstores. I have since I was a little girl and I used to spend all of my birthday and babysitting money on books. My parents would take me to our local bookstore and I’d proudly shell out five bucks on a paperback which I’d devour in a day. And...
by Colette Freedman | Mar 21, 2016 | Anomalies, Writing
Love. Literally, it is all about love. Now, granted, we wrote a terrific book. However, I have been to innumerable book signings for really terrific books that have had fewer than ten people in attendance. So, why did we have 120+ people and standing room only at West...
by Colette Freedman | Feb 25, 2016 | Anomalies, Books, Writing
Randy Jackson is sexy. You know when you meet someone in real life and they disappoint? I do. It’s happened innumerable times. 20+ years of living in Hollywood, I have run into my fair share of celebrities, celebutantes and everyone in between. Some stun me with...
by | Feb 25, 2015 | Random Musings, Writing
Last night, was my last grief group. Apparently, sanctioned grief is only supposed to last for 18 months…at least that’s what the experts say. And the experts aren’t necessarily wrong… although the grief continues… it just changes course. Joining a...
