Ode to summer. A hazy humid dream. A pair of tan legs. Oh carefree days of yore.
I am delirious (not kidding) to announce that one of my dreams has come true—I have been interviewed! By one of my fave peeps on the Main Line—yoga teacher, prolific spiritual tweeter, Hindu mythology expert and podcaster extraordinaire, Sitaram Das who I know as Daniel Shankin. We discuss weighty matters like Paleo, the hero’s journey, the creative spirit and heroically dealing with eleven rejections on my current novel. Listen to it here.
I used to blog about Daniel back in the yoga day. I love what Daniel brings to the mat, namely sardonic wit, a self-deprecating sense of his own humanity and humor, and an encyclopedic knowledge of myth. He mentions these blog posts during the podcast so here they are. How convenient! I’m not going to say anymore. Okay just one more thing. Daniel has a pretty cat named Little Sweetie.
Waiting for Bryan to return from Brooklyn where he played a block party gig in Park Slope, which is a universe and two hours away and also I might need a time machine to get there. A dream, my former Brooklyn life is beginning to feel like. Crumbly edges like a tall slice of wedding cake that sat too long untouched, unloved while its steel-forked guardian danced her ass off to that Usher song.
I did learn something from all of this, namely that no matter who you are or what your parentage is, you have to work for success. I really did use to sit around waiting to be discovered. After my book was published I thought I’d teleport to a beachfront property in Malibu, be a guest on Dave Letterman. I was that naive about the world. A writer friend tried to explain this to me over dinner one night. I’ll never forget it. Like I’d just fallen off the turnip truck, she’d said. She worked her butt off, for magazines, wrote numerous books, landed a spot on a morning talk show.
It’s mid-life crisis time, it’s mid-life crisis time, da da da da dee doe, it’s time to start the show…