The sound of my sons' laughter; it means that--at least momentarily--all is well in the world as I know it. Doing anything with my man....Live music, especially when he is on drums. Writing, humor, yoga, hiking, red wine, good food with good people. Vintage clothing, jewelry, books and B-movies. Collecting Salvador Dali prints.
Anyone who believes we're here to shed some light into the world...and believes wholeheartedly in their power to do so. Writers, musicians, actors, and other artists, in general. Literary agents, publishers, and children's book illustrators.
Hmmm...where to begin? My husband is a drummer, archivist, producer. My sons dabble in drums and guitar. Yep, I love music. The soundtrack of my life changes constantly. Some of my best childhood memories revolve around listening to music with my Dad.
John Waters films. A River Runs Through It. Cool Hand Luke. Hmmm...many more.
Yes, please! And lots of them. Dude, I'm a writer!
First and foremost, my kids...we're on this amazing journey together.
Second, my husband, for the focus and intention he uses to create a wonderful life.
Third, my dad. He always read to me. I was maybe 7ish when we tackled Rachel Carson's "Under the Sea Wind." When I asked him where the pictures were, he tapped my forehead and said, "Right there. You make them yourself." That was one of the most empowering moments of my life and it probably ushered me into writer-land, where I reside happily to this day.
Last but not least, whoever it was that invented those Circus Animal Cookies with the sprinkles (fucking yummy!...I once ate a whole bag by myself in one sitting) and...whoever created seamed stockings (genius!). Oh, and chocolate. Not whoever invented chocolate...just chocolate, as an entity unto its own blessed and awe-inspiring self.