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reading my book
March 25, 2016June 6, 2018 The Olive Gal 4 Comments
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Would You Keep Reading My Book?

Last month, I asked you all a really important question: would you read my book? Like, if you bought Misty Copeland’s biography on Amazon and saw my book in the “You might also like…” section, would you click on…

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Would You Read My Book?
February 19, 2016 The Olive Gal 3 Comments
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Would You Read My Book?

I’ve been “working on a book” for what feels like forever now. What that really means is that I’ve written an outline, a couple chapters, and then have sat wringing my hands and doubting myself for…

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White Christmas: Chicken Soup for the Soul
November 24, 2015 The Olive Gal 2 Comments
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White Christmas: Chicken Soup for the Soul

Normally I’m all about respecting each holiday’s dance space, but this year my psyche is all “fuck you, Thanksgiving, you killed the Indians” and has moved right from Halloween into Christmas. And with that move, I’ll gorge…

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La Douleur Exquise
October 13, 2015 The Olive Gal 2 Comments
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La Douleur Exquise

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about lost potential. I know that I have a long professional career ahead of me. I know that I’m extremely lucky to not only call myself a writer, but to…

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I’m Your Private Dancer
April 29, 2015 The Olive Gal 2 Comments
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I’m Your Private Dancer

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about my dancing days. Maybe it’s because I’ve been binge-watching dance team competitions and wigging out over the new Starz ballet drama Flesh and Bone. (Okay, that’s EXACTLY why.) It doesn’t take…

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Dancing With My Son
February 6, 2015February 6, 2015 The Olive Gal 1 Comment
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Dancing With My Son

Ever since my four-year-old son laid eyes on the Chandelier video, he’s been improv dancing in our living room trying to recreate the steps. He stands up on the couch, throws his hands out wide, and launches…

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Why Dirty Dancing is the Best Dance Movie Ever
August 28, 2014August 29, 2014 The Olive Gal No Comments
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Why Dirty Dancing is the Best Dance Movie Ever

This perfect movie starts out with the perfect soundtrack that perfectly meshes two seemingly disparate, but upon closer look, rather parallel generations. Something about the late 80s meeting the early 60s feels so right. Both were…

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Taylor Swift’s New Video Reminds Me Why I Hate Her
August 20, 2014August 21, 2014 The Olive Gal 5 Comments
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Taylor Swift’s New Video Reminds Me Why I Hate Her

Through no real fault of her own, Taylor Swift has always been one of those people who I have hated HARD. This is not, I realize, a healthy sentiment for an adult human being to have…

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On Living With Chronic Back Pain
August 6, 2014August 6, 2014 The Olive Gal 1 Comment
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On Living With Chronic Back Pain

I shift in my chair uncomfortably. I’ve been staring at my computer screen for the last two hours and I’ve written and deleted and rewritten a passage that I’m still not satisfied with. Something is gnawing…

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Why Center Stage Might Be the Best Worst Dance Movie Ever
July 23, 2014August 29, 2014 The Olive Gal 3 Comments
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Why Center Stage Might Be the Best Worst Dance Movie Ever

Before I officially begin this review, I would be remiss if I didn’t tip my hat to Lindy West, my favoritest of Internet writers. She has something of a movie review series on Jezebel wherein she…

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