Have you ever noticed that the pressure to relax when you have time off is even more than the pressure to perform well when you’re on the clock? I’ll admit I’ve never been particularly good at relaxing — I’m not so much a workaholic as I am a busy bee — but lately I managed […]
When was the last time you danced naked?
I just closed the covers of my husband’s special edition copy of Paulo Coelho’s The Alchemist.
The last time I got on stage in front of a substantial audience it was because I was writing a gonzo journalism piece on amateur nights at “gentleman’s clubs” in small towns across the province. I won’t get into it, but I assure you it’s not at all what you think.
It’s not that I don’t want to be a mom one day . . . it’s just that the idea of doing it right now is my idea of a disaster.