The Life of an Adult Child of an Alcoholic
As I drove over to Silverlake through downtown L.A. seeing the skyscrapers and mountains in the horizon I thought of every achievement I had accomplished over the years. I had overcome a not so perfect childhood that was intertwined with alcoholism, abuse, and love. I had somehow not let the fact that my virginity was stripped […]
Read MoreFrom Me to You, I first started this book twenty years ago after an incident I’d had with my pimp in Hollywood who had worked the streets for ten years before moving the business in-house. It was the night that I first saw how off track my life had veered and I was scared. I […]
Read More#rape #nomore
Read MoreLooking for a X-Mas gift for the book lover in your life? Local to L.A.? You can now find Evolving to Grace in stores at BookSoup in West Hollywood and Vroman’s Bookstore in Pasadena. Get your copy soon! Quantities limited! #inspire #hope #memoir #book #xmasgift
Read More#celebrate
Read More#onceuponatime #overcoming
Read Moreexcerpt from Evolving to Grace… By the eighth grade, I would lock myself up in my room for hours, scarring my wrists over and over again with safety pins, not looking for attention but to overpower the pain I was going through. I had even tried strangling myself with a belt, but I couldn’t get […]
Read MoreWhat remains after the butterfly has gone. What remains is sorrow—that I won’t have one last kiss. What remains is loneliness—that I won’t have one last embrace. What remains is bitterness—that you had to leave me so soon. What remains is guilt—that I wasn’t there for you in the end. What remains is disbelief—that you’re […]
Read MoreI’m just another writer, turned author, who hopes to be good enough that someone will like her book, her story. Many that know me may not know this about me and could never imagine the roads I’ve traveled. I was born into a family, at least from one side, that was very privileged. My grandfather […]
Read MoreDuring our lives, we had received tender touches by my mom at times; all us girls would jump in her bed and have her scratch our backs. We’d have a balance of humor from our dad and actual interaction, like when he’d play with us in the ocean or like that one time we all […]
Read More