I live in New York. I am a comedian, writer and actor. My day job is blogging for VH1.com. I write about the silly things celebrities and pop stars do, so you know...God's work.
You may have seen my writing on many other reputable websites (The Huffington Post, Hello Giggles, xojane.com, The Hairpin, Splitsider, The FW, etc.). I also write crazy blogs about Game of Thrones, Magneto and Jeff Goldblum.
I don't want to talk about anything with you except Star Trek Into Darkness.
Right now, I’m tipsy (yes! World!) from a great night of cheap food and good drink with brilliant friends and (soon-to-be) famous comedians. Until recently, there were few women who gave me concrete hope that a good girl with a sharp brain could find joy and love and happiness in New York. Those women were Nora Ephron, Tina Fey and Amy Poehler.
Only Nora indulged the dream as reality. Only Nora came first.
Nora was a genius. Nora was an inspiration.
Nora Ephron is one of the people I owe my life’s few happinesses to.