My literary agent is pitching my book to publishers. As you can imagine, my nails, cuticles, and all other bite-able bits are bitten off. Completely. I’m afraid to step into a nail bar for the…

I’m a headless chicken. I’m overly dramatic and overly emotional and I freak out whenever whatever the situation. It’s not a permanent state of being but more like a fleeting emotion like a whiff of…

So after a rather unfitted job hire and surprising job offer and acceptance from both sides I spent a few years at the Prime Minister’s Office reporting to people whose life story I would have…