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Veronica

About Me

I hail from Chicago, I was an urchin daughter of a political activist who counted amongst her closest friends the notorious Chicago Seven and an attorney who, in a display of spectacularly poor timing, chose to specialize in environmental law during the Regan administration. It goes without saying that I was born on the proverbial wrong side of the tracks and spent much of my youth being admonished by the other neighborhood children for being the only child on my block who was not of color. I held my head high, despite being blonde, as I carried within my already blossoming bosom a secret hope. I wanted more than the protesting, vegetarian, political fundraising lifestyle my parents offered; I longed for glamour, popularity, designer jeans and to shave my legs . . . I wanted to be a cheerleader.Over the protests of my liberal parents who viewed Barbie, my girlhood icon, as a tool of the establishment, and pom-pons as the road to ruin, I quickly achieved my goal of becoming a cheerleader. This glory sufficed for a time. The skirts, the hair, the boys were all great, but I realized even then that there was more to life than awesome cheers and perfect lip gloss. The heady stench of power and fame beckoned to me, so I packed up my Pinto and headed west to Los Angeles with dreams of becoming a force to be reckoned with. My perfect hair and expertise in high-school social domination, I figured Hollywood would be a cinch. Breathlessly anticipating my success, I found instead that my hard fought journey won myself a position as, natch, a production assistant.Not to be deterred by the challenges of starting at the bottom, I forged ahead, drawing on the lessons I’d had learned as a cheerleader – work hard, be a team player, and always land on your feet with a smile. Soon, I found myself producing award winning commercials and music videos for artists such as Madonna, Brittney Spears, R. Kelley, Nelly, Justin Timberlake, Usher and Celine Dione, garnering several nominations for the coveted MTV Music Video of the Year Award.Producing conquered, I turned my talents to writing.More later…

My Blog

Note to SELF...

Dear Veronica,I know it's "my job" to judge everything you do as a "negative," perhaps get you to "self-destruct" in some way, maybe convince you to wash down a handful of ocycotin with a bottle of vo...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Oct 2007 14:20:00 GMT

Don't cry for me, Argentina!

In an anticipatory gaze I craned about the room, and wondered how should I tell these kind people I wouldn't be eating steak.And so it goes... Capitalism strikes again!My disparagement for platex tamp...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 11:32:00 GMT

Is recovery the new black?

While surfing the web today, a Pop-Up screen asked what movie star I'm most aligned with& It's a small survey, no big deal. However, a bigger question gave me pause& Will taking the survey validate my...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 14:07:00 GMT

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Posted by on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 16:40:00 GMT

If you can do a Herky.. you can do just about anything!

Since no one reads in Hollywood.. I have decided to take matters into my own hands... (side note) Like a little pieces of candy, I have posted single pages of my writing on friends comments. It's my a...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jul 2007 11:17:00 GMT

Happy to be mad

"But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked. "Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat:"we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad." "How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice."You must be," said...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Jul 2007 09:41:00 GMT