be creative. + strangely fabulous.
I believe in cultivating radical creativity as a lifestyle + a state of mind.
I believe in curating ideas that empower creatives.
I believe in living from your soulful, sensual core.
I believe in taking the things that make you feel different from everybody else + blowing them up to advantage.
I believe in creating cool shit.
I believe in connecting with your gifts + searching for that sweetspot where they cross with the call of the times. This is not selfish or deluded but a sacred obligation.
I believe in discovering your why + living it out with style, impact + swagger. (Thigh-high boots are a plus.)
I believe in looking at the status quo + saying, simply, No.
I believe in the artist in you
I believe in the wounded hero
(heal yourself + then heal others).
I believe in the beautiful freak.
“People had a problem with my disinterest in submission.” – Alice Walker
“You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.” -- Mae West
I am a writer with three traditionally published novels to my credit (BLOODANGEL, LORD OF BONES, UNINVITED). I’m working on an edgy psychological thriller called THE DECADENTS.
I’ve been an obsessive reader since kindergarten, and wrote my first ‘novel’ in fourth grade. I wrote more long fiction through my teens.
(I also got my black belt in tae kwon do and hung a Bruce Lee poster on my wall that puzzled and bemused my girlfriends.)
I was born in Peterborough, a small town in Ontario, Canada. When I was 17, I got on a plane for the first time to spend a year in Australia in a town called Wagga Wagga, where kangaroos raced across golden hillsides. My creative writing helped win a four-year scholarship to university. After graduation I lived and worked in Japan for a year, and then entered a relationship with this brilliant guy I’d met in college. I took myself (and my writing) to Silicon Valley, where he was founding companies.
We married. It seemed an excellent thing at the time.
We had babies, one of whom died at ten weeks (I love you, Nevada Alexander).
I also started a Livejournal. I continued to blog through the death of my marriage and difficult aftermath — because I learned that if you don’t tell your story, someone else tells it for you (especially if you’re a woman). An editor at Marie Claire found me and commissioned a 3200-word piece for the magazine, which ran in the October 2010 issue.
Meanwhile, my friend Jason Calacanis had introduced me to Twitter well before Oprah took it to the masses, and I became obsessed with social media. The rise of a company called Causecast (founded by my friend Ryan Scott), a relationship with the environmentalist Matt Petersen, and my introduction to the writer-activist Eve Ensler and her organization V-Day showed me ways in which creativity, art, compassion and technology can save a world that’s both broken and beautiful.
In the winter of 2011, Matt and I followed Eve to the Congo, where I witnessed the opening ceremonies of the City Of Joy, a community for female survivors of sexual violence. Women who saw their children murdered, who endured things that go beyond nightmares, sang and danced. I saw, there, what strength is. The truest thing you have is your voice — and the power to use it.
Ask me anything at firstname.lastname@example.org.
photos by Christa Meola