Publisher’s Weekly

I've been writing my whole life.
And finally I am in the Publisher's Weekly Publishers Marketplace Deal Report!

And I mean really my whole life.
In grade school I wrote a children’s book called Doodle and Daddle.
Still love that one.
I’ve been published in lots of magazines.
Time, O, The Realist, Elle Decor, Premiere.
I’ve written all my stage material.
UnCabs and the shows.
I've written a book of haiku.
A few features and a few pilots.
One out now.

As a young artist in NYC I made one if a kind books
And they were shown at the Metropolitan Museum of Art's library among other places.
I was awarded NEA’s to make them life size and perform with them.
I’ve written blogs and posts and promo.
And weekly emails.

 I’ve been anthologized and reprinted.
And I'd look at those Publisher's Weekly announcements
And see myself there.
But I didn't know exactly how.
You know what they say.
Don't get caught up in how.
Even though our whole culture is run
On a how to mentality.

And there's a tiny bit of how to
About decision making in this book.
But mostly it's why to.
And a little when to.
And what happened.
Of course.
It's always the stories.

Anyway it kind of is as thrilling to be in PW
As I imagined it would be.
These very few unfancy lines.
Grateful.

Can’t wait to share the actual project with you.
Pub date is 1/18/22.
But the pre-order links are rolling out now.
Amazon soon!
Here's the one on Apple! 

And on this darkest of all the days
With the strange changes
That make it hard to remember
Not to try to control it all
But to say yes
When chaos asks for a dance.
On the this darkest of days
When it helps to remember to call the unknown
The mystery
What we call things matters.

But still.
I admit
If something feels like light
I move towards it hungrily.
Is there a glimmer you are moving towards?
Does it feel far off or small.
Sometimes it shocks me how the tiniest bit of glitter
In my make up catches so much light.
Hope can be like that.

It's never too soon to hope.
And it's never too late
To be what you might have been.
Unless what you might have been
Is an ingenue.