By Taylor Van Arsdale “I was making a cup of tea for myself, and I went to grab the honey and it was there,” said Taylor Van Arsdale, an award-winning author, who interviewed herself for this blog. The small, suburban California kitchen is not a destination for world weary travelers or anyone for that matter since the mandatory Covid-19 lockdowns, so Van Arsdale was genuinely surprised to see the monolith[…]
Rest In Peace PunkieBy Taylor Van Arsdale When my mother was on her deathbed, she took my hand and said to me, “I know what you’re going to do the minute I die.”What’s that?” I asked.She smiled and said, “You’re going to get a cat.”My mother was always right. I’d always wanted a cat. We had one briefly in the 70’s for two weeks. But during that time there was[…]
Whether it was hanging out in high school listening to Van Halen II and memories of “Women In Love” blaring from someone’s boom box, or if it was in a college bar, watching the MTV’s debut of “Hot For Teacher” and being in awe of the way Eddie Van Halen sauntered across a library table while effortlessly shredding his guitar, or if it was the live concerts: Hide Your Sheep[…]
Definitely not for me, and hopefully not for you…By Taylor Van Arsdale This piece has no bearing on the efficacy of vaccines. Whether you’re a ‘vaxxer’ or ‘anti-vaxxer’ is of no importance to the question I pose, which is not whether to get a vaccine or not, but rather, if a mandatory vaccine is approved by congress, and it is embedded with quantum tracking technology will we be permitted to[…]
There’s been a lot of conjecture lately on whether or not people have already had the coronavirus in December 2019 or January 2020. An article in USA Today quoted Dr. Georges Benjamin, executive director of the American Public Health Association, saying “when we do look back…we will probably find that this disease was here earlier than we thought.” I think he may be onto something. Additionally I think social distancing is[…]
I had the great fortune to meet Eddie Money at the 2nd Annual MTV Awards at Universal. I’ve posted an excerpt of that meeting from my book Cocaine To Bain here below— R.I.P. Eddie ❤️ Thanks for all those Endless Nights!
I am a New Yorker: This is a poem that I saw online and it resonated with me. Never Forget. 9/11 I am a New Yorker I may no longer live in the five boroughs or on the Island or Upstate I may now live hundreds or thousands of miles away Or I may live just over the GW Bridge But I am a New Yorker I am a[…]
When you’re an author it’s sometimes difficult to know just how your words affect people. You wonder if you’re having an impact, if people are enjoying your work. Today I woke up to this lovely review from Latifah O’Gara. I don’t know her personally. She happened to read one of my blogs and was inspired to purchase the book and enjoyed the heck out of it. Thank you Latifah, this[…]
As women, we pride ourselves on having that one best friend that has been with us through thick and thin. We don’t imagine we could ever lose that bond, and when it does happen it’s devastating. Most childhood friendships endure up to college and then fizzle out. The one in which I’m writing about endured so many years—from childhood, through college, through long-distance, past two marriages and three children—and thus,[…]
There’s something about Manhattan in the summertime that has always been a bit of a mystery to me. That acrid smell that hits you, the moment you step off the platform from Penn Station, the steam rising from places in the pavement, vendors hawking hot dogs on every corner, and a slight, yellow pallor that seems to infuse everything. In the summer of 1984 I took the train into the city[…]
