OF BOOKSHELVES AND RECORD CABINETS

I'm a published poet and short story author where music and books were the load bearing walls of my childhood. This led to a love of movies, anything from Bogart to Clooney. My heros are Margaret Atwood, Hugh Laurie, and The Beatles. I was lucky enough to have met Ms. Atwood, taught by Thomas Lux, and to have heard Drake Bell play his own music and cover The Beatles three times. My name is Veronica. Let's get passionate.

I’m finally going to meet Paul Stanley of KISS. It only took 37 years.
(It’s because I bugged him on Twitter. He was “happy to oblige.”)
I am literally numb right now….

assvvipe:

How DARE you compare THE BEATLES to ONE DIRECTION!! FIRST OF ALL, THE BEATLES are a BAND OF DUDES who sang CATCHY TUNES that ATTRACTED A LARGELY FEMALE FANBASE- wait

(via zarryforlife)

So my daughter and I were talking yesterday about how we keep sleeping in later and later…today, no one heard ANY alarm go off and we rushed all morning. For me it was a tearful, nightmare-ridden night. But I woke up realizing hubby and I still know what’s best for our family.

#feelinghopeful.

My dad asked if Drake’s new album was getting attention…lol ;) Then he talked about how he met Miles Davis, before he was an icon, and Stan Getz. Mr. Getz told him where he would be performing next…my dad followed him there. Then my dad says, “like you do with Drake or Max.” Then adds, “I really like that picture of you and Drake and his guitarist.” And we talked about Mom seeing/meeting Dean Martin, and my daughter following with her obsession with 1D…

So despite everything that happened yesterday, which caused me to miss out on promoting Drake’s album…

…there is that :).

Massive headache…going to bed.

"The flying ashtray was an ad-lib, by the way. Which was responsible for the startled expressions you see on everybody’s face."

This was ad libbed. This is how blows in life come at ya…

(Source: bellecs)

I’d have been more excited about Drake’s album release today, but the dr. said we may have to hospitalize our bi-polar son…’to reset him.’ My son’s not a toy! Can you imagine being in a mental facility…at 9 yrs old? He gets freaked spending the night at someones house…up the street…

#no.

The Basketball Diaries (1995)

…being a writer.

(Source: ashtonirwinish, via bellshooker)