I HADN’T PLANNED on writing a sequel. I actually hadn’t planned on writing much after getting my memoir, Train Gone, out of my system. But something happened when a J-Dub I used to know got in touch with me…
Let’s Talk About Cults, Baby
When I unwittingly slid into “coach” status with this MLM, it was to get a chocolate protein shake at discount prices; at least that’s how it was sold to me initially…
André, You’re Despicable. More, Please.
I was immediately both curious and excited about the contents of this bottle. It was sleek, slender, and gorgeous. The tiny beads of condensation teased and trickled their way down the neck of the bottle which held pink and bubbly liquid. The label looked classy. In a bold, shadowy, sexy font it read: André. Very classy indeed.
How to Write a Book and Still Respect Yourself in the Morning
When you only give people tiny pieces of your life—bit by selective bit—there’s bound to be skepticism and the ever lingering thought, “Did I really know this person at all?” And I have to ask, “Does anybody really know…anyone?”
Brave New World, Infusions, and Vitameatavegamin
We started iron infusion treatments that lasted for two and a half weeks. I got poked, I got iron, I got breakfast, I got pampered. It was like a fucked up spa situation taking place in some parallel, sci-fi universe. It was very Brave New World…
How to Buck the System Artistically
It takes you being who you are at your core, seeing a need somewhere in this world that’s grossly overlooked and filling it to the brim. Find some way, using your talent for being the best you that you can be, to fill the world with what you have to offer.