"She’s not just someone’s wife, daughter, or mother. She’s someone."

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Tina Belcher is, as always, my hero.

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Have not laughed this hard in maybe all the time.

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That moment in time when you’re just crazy into somebody and all you want to do is give them everything you love stacks of books pictures movies your own stupid poems photos of you as a child every trophy links to the websites of artists you like, here take everything, all of it, songs and restaurants the birdcage with the love stories tied inside try this drink you have to order the sweet potato fries smell this candle read the part I underlined, I want you to taste what I taste and see what I see and like what I like and want what I want.
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Walking home from a lazy writing session at Bon Vivant in the summer shimmer L.A. twilight, all those flowers blooming, rosemary smooching up against my calves, the right stories taking shape in my hands, good friends to talk in circles with, a clear head and thick week in front of me. These summers go by faster every year, the whiny heat rustling, slow flies sticking to the mirror, but I’ll never complain. It’s goodness and graciousness and it’s home and I love it, I love it, I love it.
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Here’s a list with my own most favorite collages, which are often rather experimental, instead of my most popular (check the top 1-10 & 11-20).

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You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
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A serious girl, when she finds someone who calms her spirit and quiets her busy thoughts, will love you so fiercely, it will defy even her own logic and reasoning.
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{Image credit: Anton Konashuk, whose ridiculously perfect mermaid series has been floating around Tumblr today.}

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Ideal Bookshelves, Jane Mount

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The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.


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January 2014


Brave New Year. Trying it on for size. Twenty-nine in 2014.

The end of December was its usual swirly goodness. Christmas Eve, Christmas, my birthday (Lai Lai, drinks at Local Edition), Valentina’s birthday (wine tasting / limo madness / OMG SUCH GOOD TAPAS in Healdsburg), NYE (fancy family dinner, superhero-themed party in a comic book shop) and then: bye bye, 2013.

A list-maker by nature, I’ve got pages and pages of resolutions. The biggest: Finish one (writing) thing per month. Can be a big thing or a small thing. But every month, something gets wrapped up. (First drafts and final drafts both count — mid-level drafts do not.) Hopefully this means that I’ll end the year with a stack of finished things. At least twelve of them, to be not exact.

So what happened in January? New Year’s Day big fancy rib lunch with the family, then a movie marathon with my mama. Headed back to L.A. on the 2nd, and proceeded to get INORDINATELY ILL FOR, LIKE, EVER. The first half of January was eaten by the demon cold, which meant watching lots of Bob’s Burgers and 30 Rock, and spending a week curled up in bed with the kitty.

I went to Dr. Fowler’s 12th Night party, had my L.A. birthday party at One-Eyed Gypsy (SO FUN) (THANKS FOR COMING OUT, GUYS), went ice skating with Joe and Jenny, hiked with Liz, hiked multiple times with Taylor, met a new friend for coffee, had lunch with my favorite former student, went to dinner with one of my best friends and favorite humans only to find out that she is GROWING ANOTHER HUMAN INSIDE OF HER BODY, saw “Her” (<3 <3 <3), went to Spencer’s birthday party at Covell, had a great time at Cartel’s Dinosaurus at Angel City Brewing Co., had a great coffee/catch-up date with the wifey, and got to meet my parents for Mexican food out in Fillmore.

Main project: Finished the first draft, second draft, and final draft of The Pliant Girls, which started rehearsals this week. Am kind of obsessed with my Fugitive friends. Great cast, great energy, script that I can really stand behind. 

Been working with Joe on an Archer spec script, which I’m doing the final round of edits on tonight.

Layout has started on This Is Happening Now, which is super exciting. Should be wrapping up soon!

Got an unfinished scratch draft out on a short I’m working on set in the desert. Hoping to get a legit draft finished in the next few days.

Started work on a MUSICAL (SO INTO IT) with a composer friend. Pulling together an outline. Getting all geeky.

Had a meeting about editing/publishing a compilation of plays, which would be an exciting new venture. Giraffe Hunt Press is coming.

Finished this month:
The Pliant Girls, Archer spec (with Nameless Joe)

For February:
Scratch draft of Kiss the Bride.
Final draft of desert short.

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My Favorite Year

2013 was awesome. Just so I’ve got it written down somewhere, here’s (pretty much) what happened: 

General Highlights

  • Vacation Club trip to Big Bear, New York with Karyn for Benji and Madeline’s wedding, my first time as a bridesmaid in Valentina’s San Francisco wedding, traveling through Greece and Turkey for ten days with Elizabeth for Valentina’s Istanbul wedding, my mom’s birthday in Millbrae, John and Jackie’s wedding, Reynaldi’s visit (Santa Barbara, The Magic Castle, Downtown L.A.), general Halloween madness (Halloween Horror Nights, Haunted Hayride, fall party), St. Patrick’s Day at Joxer Daly’s, Back to the Future at Cinespia, countless dinners and drinks and hikes and coffee dates, and burrowing in the bay area for two months at the end of the year for some major family quality time.


The Fire Room

  • Performed at El Cid as part of the Cartel Sound/Stage series and by Fugitive Theater for the Hollywood Fringe Festival. You can listen to the radio version here, check out selected reviews here, or browse some video/photos here.


  • Performed as part of the Inkwell Theater Development LAB, and recipient of the Max K. Lerner Fellowship.


  • Wrote and sold my first feature-length screenplay to Senate Productions. It’s a romantic comedy set in Brazil, and was THE MOST FUN TO WRITE EVER.

The Gypsy Machine

  • Performed as part of Cartel’s Haunted Living Room Tour. Highlights included shows at Jim Morrison’s old Laurel Canyon mansion, Charlie Chaplain’s West Hollywood house, and the (awesome) closing show at the mad scientist’s lair where Joss Whedon filmed Dr. Horrible’s Sing-a-Long Blog.

Third Bestie Productions

  • Wrote two pilots (Necromancers, Beautiful Misteak) and a spec script with Joe Kausch. Shot the first five minutes of Necromancers for ITVF.


  • Naissance Press published Twenty-Six, a chapbook of poems and (VERY SHORT) fiction. Buy your copy here!

Family Stories

  • Spent eight+ hours interviewing my grandma, ended up with a fifty-page book of stories that I had printed up for presents. On Christmas, she read the whole thing out loud, unprompted, without stopping (and would adorably speed up as she transitioned to each new chapter so no one would try and stop her). Not a “professional” writing achievement, but one of the more personally meaningful projects I’ve ever worked on.

Miscellaneous Shenanigans

  • Contributed a scene to the Miss Julie Dream Project for Fell Swoop’s inaugural HFF production, got hired to help out with the script for a zombie feature, served as Head Writer for BrevityTV, wrote two short films, participated in a 48-hour film festival, was commissioned to write a children’s “chapter book” (SO MUCH FUN), and finished edits for This Is Happening Now, which will be published through Montag Press in 2014 (link to cover art here).

Spent yesterday making lists (FAVORITE ACTIVITY) and planning for the new year. Hoping for more writing, more productions, more shoots, and more upward movement.

2013, you were a blast and a blessing, and it is an honor and a privilege to put you to bed.

2014, I’m ready for ya.

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Meghan’s Last Night in Town

1. Los Angeles I am your champion and I need a vacation. See you in the new year, you dark fiend.

I’m gonna go go go in the morning. Six weeks in the Bay Area. The plan is: come back lighter. Get those words off my chest get that skin off my bones. We write and we walk and we watch television with my mother. End of discussion.

2. Today was the Most Pleasant. Coffee date with a guy who I’ve been out with five out of the eight days we’ve known each other. Sometimes you hear yourself telling the same old stories, other times it’s all new. Did some work then went to happy hour at Tropicalia with Karyn, taught my class, then walked over to Village Tavern for a beer with Taylor. Now, packing and cleaning (and packing) (and cleaning) (…and packing).

3. Still NaNoWriMoing. By the end of the year: first 50,000 words of The Fire Room novel. First draft of Kiss the Bride (screenplay). Second draft of Trochilidae (screenplay). First draft of the CURRENTLY UNTITLED FUGITIVE THEATER PROJECT. Polish all the “final drafts” I’ve got laying around. This is the time to write my guts out. Focus pocus. Six weeks until I’m 29 (OMG WHAT SHUT UP GRAHHHHH) and it’s 2014 (DITTO ON THE SHUTTING UP) and I gotta have something bigger to show for it.

4. Learning too many things all the time. It’s gonna pay off but SERIOUSLY, YOU GUYS, SOMETIMES IT’S JUST TOO MUCH.

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Tonight’s thoughts:

1. I’m five days into NaNoWriMo and I think I’m a convert. You know what you can do with a novel? Whatever the fuck you want. I’LL TAKE ALL THE LOCATIONS FOR 500, ALEX. Plus, you get to, like, ROLL AROUND IN PEOPLE’S THOUGHTS and the sex scenes can get weirder and you don’t have to convulse every time a line isn’t word-perfect because the lines will always be word-perfect owing to the fact that you’re printing them out just the way you want them on pieces of paper and handing them directly to your audience.

2. Big self-improvement kick. Trying to be better. Flailing and failing as always. Being a human is harder than it should be, and every day is a lesson in compassion because for the most part we’re all just walking around trying to fuck up as little as possible. Deliberately soften those hard feelings: spend some time out in the sun.

3. The clean house is clean again. How do you real adults do it? How are you not cleaning, like, all the time? I can wreck a room faster than anyone I know, and am having a hard time keeping up with myself. By the time I’m done gingerly making dirty dishes non-dirty, I’ve already destroyed the bedroom looking for a pair of shoes that turned out to be in my car. And yet: I stay resilient. My habitat will remain unfucked. COMMITTED.

4. I’ve been getting by with a massive amount of help from my friends, lately. The last 24-hours alone involved a beer-fueled secret meeting, a well-timed lock-out sleepover, a long windy hike, tea and sympathy at my favorite French bistro. Tied down in the best way. No drift November.

5. Day-jobbing so very little til the end of the year. Gotta make it worth it. Does anyone want to sublet my place in December? It’s a tiny angel city dream. Skylights and a backyard and a few rooms of your own. Promise not to steal my stuff and I’ll give you a real nice deal on the whole kit and caboodle (not the kitten caboodle, which is what I thought it was when I was a teenager) (WHICH, INCIDENTALLY, WOULD BE WAY BETTER THAN A KIT AND CABOODLE AMIRITE?)

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