The Edge Of The Dream

This fall is the 25th anniversary of me starting ballet classes. That means I've officially been performing, in some form or another, fo...

I am two weeks away from tap dancing in an established music festival which could draw up to 450 people. I am high enough in the billing tha...

Content warning: death, child loss, abandonment, family trauma, mention of abuse .    I have long wondered why I can be so angry, bitter, an...

I'm tired of being a useless, lazy, stupid, 'entitled,' 'out of touch' failure.   I'm in a busy season in my life ri...

One year ago this month, I clocked out from my fast food job for the last time. I had managed to get somebody to pity me enough to offer me ...

I didn't realise it had been so long since my last post. I'm still on the meds. No side effects, and the faintest whisper of actual ...

Yesterday I officially got prescribed ADHD meds. This comes three and a half years after actually being diagnosed. While journaling helps my...

I'm now two months into my God-sponsored creative residency.   I'm over three-quarters done my next major dance work ( Smaller ).   ...

I wrapped up the official Nachmo 2025 event by finishing choreography for At Sunset . That's not the last song of the show, but that doe...

I've been slowly changing how I write choreography throughout the month.   Since 2012, I've written all my dances out on lined loose...