• Bookish

    Me & Liz

    I’m going into this post knowing full well that instead of writing about what’s inspiring me about writing, I should be…you know, writing. But you wonderful readers are kind enough to delight in my delights, and so it would be unfair of me to keep the events of this week to myself. I adore one Elizabeth Gilbert, she of Eat, Pray, Love fame. The book was profoundly impactful in my life, not in the least because I discovered it at the very moment I was in a place where I could fully receive it. More than that, her words have stayed with me like good friends since first discovering them, there for me when I…

  • Just This

    October 16: a day of note

    This week – and today especially – has come roaring back after a less-than-memorable few days on my own this weekend to remind me that, you know what? Life is pretty awesome these days. So just relax and recognize it, Lisa. Relax. Breathe it in. Receive it. And recognize that you are where you should be; doing what you should be; and becoming who you should be. One day – like this – at a time: Stepping out of my comfort zone and into a yoga studio in Chelsea for the first in a five-week beginner’s class. Between the chanting on the first floor (a blessings ceremony, we were told),…

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    What a difference a year makes

    One year ago this week, I got an email from Sundance following up on a job I’d applied for. One of the dozen or so I’d applied for with them over the years, to be honest. I still don’t know what it was about me and my resume that convinced my soon-to-be manager to reach out to me, but I’ll be forever grateful. Because, whether she realizes it or not, The Email From Sundance (for it is of fabled proportions these days) set in motion a series of events that, though the getting through them wasn’t always easy, the end result has been more than worth it. And it may…

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    Anticipated Books

    February to August marked a boon in reading for me that I hadn’t indulged in for years. Between time off, travel and newfound subway commutes that allow for a few minutes in a book, I’ve been able to sail through a memoir or two, more than a few novels, and even your interesting non-fiction tomes. All that, and I still have a to-read list that’s a mile high, older books I still want to get around to and a new stack of screenwriting books I’m devouring as fast as I can. None of this, however, stops me from anticipating books that haven’t even released yet, books that’ll be my excuse…