Ramblings from the Homecoming Queen of Crazy Town

Have I mentioned I hate the dentist? About a week prior to leaving for LA, I had a crown come off of a molar and part of the remaining tooth beneath broke off as well. My dentist stated I had a large amount of decay; the tooth could not be saved and would have to be...

The hardest funerals to attend are the ones for people who are still living.  I found myself studying all of the empty graves lined up inside of my heart—graves that had no bodies to fill them, only the memories of people I loved very much and the ghosts whispering...

Happy Mother’s Day in heaven to my Mom and my Grandma, who we lovingly called Nonnie—the women who raised me. Upon their arrival, I’m sure heaven had a little more laughter, and the earth, especially the part I occupied, was definitely lacking some after their...

"**Trigger Warning** I wish I could say you were the only one, but monsters have cohorts. Monsters also have a powerful ability to create mutant deviations of themselves—so the malignity multiplies. I was a little girl. I believed in Miss America, the Brady Bunch, and...

The Queen has returned from a long sabbatical. Do I have a story?  Indeed, I do. Don’t we all? After being in treatment for 3 years for the ongoing sexual abuse I suffered as a child and the subsequent addictions I developed as a result of that unhealed trauma, I was...

It’s hard to get over a fear of the dark, when your monsters were real.  I’m a survivor. I was raped repeatedly for several years of my childhood. I speak of that trauma in my memoir, You Have Such a Pretty Face, but it is still something I have difficulty discussing...