A débutante ball for books

It's a strange feeling, seeing my book on the New Releases table in Barnes and Noble. And not quite the emotion I was expecting. It was... a bit of a let down. I wonder if débutantes feel this way: They get all gussied up for the big ball...and then realize that they...

The Thirteen Hallows comes out tomorrow!

My "google alerts" is going crazy. Google alerts is a terrific tool on the web which lets you see if there is anything being posted about you: good, bad or indifferent. Folks like Demi and Ashton, Brangelena and The Kardashians get billions of hits a day...I get one...

Where there’s a will…there’s a way

Los Angeles is a film town; however, far too many artists complain about not working... as actors, writers, directors, etc. But the fact is...Los Angeles is a film town, so your acupuncturist probably has a camera, your dentist probably has a script and within...

My brief mention in today’s LA Times

As I come within breathing distance of my goal to blog daily for three months, some might see this particularly pithy blog as "blogger's burnout"....but I'm proud to be mentioned in today's LA Times. And, hey... it's my blog -- so, why not?!!! THURSDAY Colette...

Los Angeles – a poem

Los Angeles City of Angels Angels ain't protecting me honey guns do that or mace or a swift kick to the balls Balls which rape and pillage and burn and steal and kill Why'd ya let them kill, angels? You protected Jacob and Joseph. Please protect me angel: I want to...

My books signing is one week from tonight!

Vromans…. and The Thirteen Hallows - a reprinted blog Nothing makes me happier than spending time in a bookstore. It’s always an adventure, browsing the shelves and challenging myself what not to buy as I start lugging around more books than I can possibly carry....

The beauty of accent walls

I've never been a fan of four white walls. I know it stems from some deep psychological issue from my childhood; however, I find four white walls boring. Thus, I am a big fan of the accent wall. Designers fall into two opposing camps as far as accent walls are...

The little scrabble man hates me

I'm a Scrabble addict. Growing up, I would literally beg people to play with me... now, with the advent of Facebook Scrabble I have more games than I can handle. And I have a small square faced cartoon at the bottom of my screen, who judges me. Relentlessly. Every...

The Artist’s Sonnet

The artist cannot see beyond her sphere of reds and rusts which bleed from life's pained heart. The colors scream their silent song of fear pretending nothing hurs; life ala carte.   I  paint within the limits of my life; a smorgasbord of unappealing hues. A...