A. I wouldn't call these "occupations" per se, but I can cite the following roles I've taken in exchange for money: non-profit fundraiser; abridger of book-length manuscripts for audio production; well-remunerated subject of a research study.
A. Attleboro High School and George Washington University
A. "I Am Cuba," because it's breathtaking.
A. I used to love "Six Feet Under," but now that it's off, I heart "Gossip Girl."
A. I either a) can't choose or b) don't have one. But my friend Anna told me I could borrow hers, which is Ole!
A. It's completely irrational (aren't they all?) but ever since I was a kid, I've had a fear of losing use of my legs. I can't imagine life without dance and movement.
A. I'm pretty happy right now, on my couch in Brooklyn, holed up with my laptop and GoGo and Frankie (who are kittens). But, I also harbor a deep longing for Italy.
A. Tina Turner
A. Yes, yes, yes. Or, si si si.
A. Letting fear get in the way of presence.
A. Songwriting and/or the ability to play a musical instrument
A. Loving and allowing myself to be loved
A. I can be a hot-head.
A. I can be generous.
A. I laugh and sneeze loudly.
A. Sense of humor, sincerity, and self-awareness
A. Well, this is ever-changing. But at the moment, I'm listening to (and loving) Colin Hay's "Waiting for My Real Life to Begin."
A. "A Moveable Feast"
A. Do your best to love--truly, madly, deeply--each and every chance you take.
A. When I started collecting the embarrassing stories of strangers, I must admit: I didn't really take this project seriously. But, as things in my own life started to unravel, I couldn't help but feel an unlikely resonance with this question I was asking others and the truths I seemed to be hiding from myself. At the end of that year, I barely recognized myself. So, if all books begin with a question, mine was, "What the hell happened?" And this line of inquiry drove the writing, from start to finish. This whole time, I wrote as if this manuscript would never see the light of day--an attitude which, more or less, saved me from feeling embarrassed about certain things all over again. My main goal in writing the book was for healing purposes, not publication. Then, after I finished the first draft--which was a truly embarrassing 600-pages--I realized that since this process had been healing for me, then it might be of value to other people. That's my hope.