On November 11, 2011 I started my first blog. I know the date because it was the day I moved across the country from Jersey to California at age 27 for my big adventure of pursuing a lifelong acting dream.
I was terrible at—and actually terrified of—acting, but I wouldn’t know that for another four years. The only thing I did that felt good and true and right was blogging about my day-to-day life.
Fourteen years later I’m 41 and writing a memoir. I want to learn everything I can about the genre so I’m reading them, studying them, imitating them, and interviewing the authors to learn about their process and their publishing journey. Along the way I’m sharing everything I learn and applying what I learn to my own weekly memoir blog, Call Me Charlie.
You can take the girl out of Jersey but you can’t take Jersey out of the girl. I’m blunt. I’m dramatic. I curse.
I played Division I field hockey at a small school in North Jersey. It took me a long time to come to the realization that I was never as good as I thought I was.
Lip syncing is my favorite pastime. Each year for our digital Christmas card, I make a music video set to a Christmas song with my husband and two kids, ages 5 and 4.
I’ve read the Harry Potter series at least three times, and one year in my 30s dressed as the Half-Blood Prince for Halloween. I wore a boy’s Prince Charming costume and covered half my body in fake blood.
My family and I lived in Greece for three months in the Fall of 2025. The experience easily convinced us to sell our house and continue to travel in three-month stints for the next year—Uruguay, Japan, then Spain. We have no idea where we’ll land after that but after owning a house for five years my husband says he will be happy to rent forever.
Someday I'll be famous. And then I'll finally get to meet Jimmy Fallon.
My friends call me Bleeck.
