tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-243450012009-03-02T23:43:26.935-05:00Daily musings of a gal living in New York City.Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-91045411389533634852008-02-15T09:27:00.001-05:002008-02-15T09:27:47.924-05:00

Last year, I spent my first Valentine's Day here in New York City. I battled the freak snowstorm, got Ethiopian food with my roommate Sarah and somehow made it to Rejection Show Heartbreak Haven (I once was one of you, sitting over there in the corner) where I lost a friendship or two, made out with a guy I really regret, and got very, very, very, very drunk.Two years ago, I was in a very short

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-63352066053539550512008-02-11T14:01:00.000-05:002008-02-11T14:24:56.290-05:00

Bathrooms floors are never the best places to sleep. My hypersensitivity to sounds sent me in there last night. The bathroom floor was hard and cold as I bundled up with my two blankets and pillows next to the white basin. I heard a knock at the door, it was Sarah, she needed to use the bathroom, I floated back into my bed, a few seconds later. A few hours later I woke up in my warm but

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-60566971349705415192008-02-03T10:57:00.000-05:002008-02-03T10:59:02.632-05:00

The wow of silenceDo you ever get to a point in your life where just hate everyone you work with? It’s that point where your only options are calling into work or throwing yourself in front of a train. Both options, for me, really weren’t at all possible. I like my job and I like my life, I just couldn’t bear going to work for another week.In the last few weeks before I spontaneously hatched

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-34589108006338818992007-04-04T17:07:00.000-04:002007-04-04T17:20:18.695-04:00

I feel like I've been neglecting my writing lately. I'll edit here and there, read over things I wrote within the few months but that's about it. I've been focused on other things, mainly my photography.If the need for December's haitus taught me anything, it is that I cannot do twenty things at once.Things Kaet has done since moving to the big city:-Edited copy of Year of the Kaet: I'm not a

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-20726541866699621922007-02-08T10:53:00.000-05:002007-02-07T00:41:25.967-05:00

Sketchartists.com creator and aquaintance-friend (we've yet to actually hang out and get pedicures...I've offered as there is nothing like tiny asian hands scrubbing your soles...which reminds me) Anya Garrett has made not only the Apiary but now has made GothamistCongrats!A year and a half ago, I set out to be her (in a way, not so much what she does but how she does it) I have miles and miles

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-36157634649761212862007-02-07T00:40:00.000-05:002007-02-07T00:41:26.017-05:00

I applied for a job at gawker.I don't know.It's worth a shot.Don't you think?

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As some of you may know I did a piece for Scott Bateman a little under a year ago. I responded to an ad on craigslist in regards to a guy wanting to do animations for comedians, poets and podcasters, as an a comedic prose performer...not so much...I responded saying that I did Scott's stuff. He checked up my bit and sort of responded to what I did, which I take it as a positive as he said he'd

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I moved to New York, last week, to be a better writer. I felt a lot of my opportunities were running out in Rochester and it would be more cost affective to move here instead of coming down here every four months and blowing three hundred dollars for a four day stay.Ideas so far:Documentary on subway performers.Documentary on girl group "Northern State"Interviews so far:March edition of "

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*yawn*Hello all!My column is all fluff and very little substance this week as I get my writing organized for a few things (I wrote it at the Bug Jar while waiting for Ra-Ra-Riot to perform).A few things going on right now:1) In the middle of editing and formating a book of essays I am self-publishing. Have a few people interested so far. (Coffeehouses and what not).2) Going to NY Sept 19th till

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-1154760140035475942006-08-05T02:21:00.000-04:002006-08-05T02:42:20.046-04:00

Last night, as I was re-editing my column for today (because it looked like crap), I decided to send it off to BoomSalon just for the hell of it. So I did.When I got home tonight, I had two emails in my box. One from craigslist saying that a posting (marketing the column - was flagged and removed), and another from Ariella from BoomSalon.Hi,Thanks for sending this. It's a great essay. I assume

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-1153551005032123692006-07-22T02:44:00.000-04:002006-07-22T02:54:08.236-04:00

It's called, "Arrivederci, Il Primo Teatro: Behind the Scenes of a Real Theatre Company" about my trials and tribulations of working at Downstairs Cabaret. It took me two hours to write it, and a few more to revise it to a first draft.Had people read and critique it. I edited based on suggestions. Repeated the process one other time.It's a monologue but with 10 other various characters. But it's

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-1148994322705857022006-05-30T08:46:00.001-04:002006-05-30T09:05:22.706-04:00

Horoscope 5/30/06: You'll swing back and forth between what it takes to fulfill your need for beloning and what is required for you to feel free. IT helps to apply yourself to the art of being non-commital.I'm in the middle of writing a play. It's about New York, specifically three different stories about my experiences in New York, which morphed out of a story about sponteneity that I started a

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-1147820943479874862006-05-16T19:06:00.000-04:002006-05-16T19:21:19.236-04:00

I wrote a column where I praised this director.This is what was in my Outlook yesterday evening.Dear Kaetlin,Just when I felt terrible about not making it to Rochester, I read your column and now I feel a thousand times worse. Now, in my defense I am originally from NYC and my family was coming to that screening, but if I had it to do again, I would have gone back to Rochester.I am so flattered

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-1145407624556619292006-04-18T20:27:00.000-04:002006-05-15T12:53:38.720-04:00

Being published for the first time, for a writer, is both an accomplishment and a shock. You're excited, embarrased, anxious and even proud when you get used to the fact that something you wrote, something you put your heart and soul into was published. It happened to me, and I don't know how to deal with it.I've always prided myself on being this excellent writer, high skill...awesome writer

Kaethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18056958047086032667noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24345001.post-1142776389142412112006-03-19T08:52:00.000-05:002006-03-19T08:53:09.150-05:00

Nothing new with me. I was walking down the street, pondering life and thinking that maybe I should write a blog.

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