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  • 2009: GIRL FROM SCRANTON. GREW UP IN A TRAILER PARK. PARENTS DIED. ORPHANED + ALONE. LOST + SCARED. CYNICAL + DISILLUSIONED. BETRAYED BY LIFE. MADE SERIES OF BAD DECISIONS. $26 + SLEEPING IN MY CAR. SUBSISTING ON DOLLAR MENU MCDONALD'S. QUESTIONING EVERYTHING. VERY BAD HAIR.

  • 2017: Creative entrepreneur. Million dollar online empire. Award-winning writer. Founder of The Middle Finger Project, rallying together a globe of rebels who are done waiting for the imaginary endorsement from The Committee of True and Actual Greatness to do remarkable things. Hobby = traveling the world, pretending my thighs aren't chafing. See also: reading, writing, French nasal sounds, and the occasional sweaty jog. Home is Philadelphia. House in Costa Rica. Represented by Writers House NYC. Much less pissed off. Drinks better wine. Doesn't even grimace at children anymore. (...Usually.)

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It Is a Tragedy, To Spend So Many Hours Working, and Have None of Them Matter to You.

In: Hard Stuff, Life, Success

It is a tragedy, to spend so many hours working, and have none of them matter to you. Why would we ever do this? Why wouldn’t we do something we care about, fiercely? Maybe we just aren’t sure what that is. Maybe that’s the real problem.

There’s a Modern Trick to Getting What You Want, These Days. Shhhh. Come Closer, I’ll Tell You What It Is.

In: Creating, Life, Success, Writing

What if I told you I was giving you your very own daily column, where you could write about anything you wanted? What if I told you I was giving you your own TV show, where you’d be the star? What if I told you I was putting you on the radio, where you could talk about the things that mattered to you every week? And what if I told you that we were going to do fancy photo shoots,

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My Favorite Line for Handling Angry People With Dignity + Grace

In: Clients, Communication, Confidence, Hard Stuff

“Why don’t you tell me what you think would be appropriate?” Useful language for handling complex situations like: A customer is unsatisfied. An employee is complaining. A friend is upset. Your sister is angry you don’t see her enough. A gorgeous Italian man is holding a very serious grudge because you denied his advances as you pranced into the sunset before you realized you were very, very stupid, and now you’re begging his forgiveness. (Torturous, I am sure.) Most of

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Own Your Edge

In: Branding, Creating, Success

Checking into a hotel can be a nightmare. Long s. Tourists in hiking shoes. That bald guy pounding a beer. (At least, this was the scholarly scene I witnessed yesterday.) (Just kidding, I rooted him on.) But hotels are reticent to replace humans with technology, because they fear they’ll be sacrificing “the personal touch.” Do you know how many times I arrive to a hotel and wish I could just swipe my passport at a kiosk, like I do at the

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Answering The Scary, Hairy, Xanax-Provoking Question: What the **** Should I Do With My Life?

In: Creating, Lady Balls, Life, Success

  Mediocre questions for figuring out what you should do with your life: What type of industry should I go into? Which career path should I pursue? What kind of job should I get? What kind of business should I start? What services should I offer? How should I price this? What do I write? How do I do it? HOW CAN I BECOME A RICH, SKINNY BITCH WHO LOOKS FLAWLESS ON INSTAGRAM AND EATS CHILDREN FOR BREAKFAST? A better one:  What

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Growth Requires Muscle Tears

In: Confidence, Creating, Life, Success

Yesterday I talked about change—and it’s no coincidence. I’m making some big changes myself, given that a lot of things are coming to an end, right now. Because iteration is what we’re all doing, every single day, even if it blows by us going 100mph down the freeway. (In a red Ferrari, sming a cigar, with a license plate that reads: TOOFAST4U.) We iterate as we breathe; we iterate every time we exercise; we iterate every time we learn something

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Change Is Fucking Messy (Thank God)

In: Hard Stuff, Lady Balls, Life, Success

Change is fucking messy. You’re effectively molding yourself, and re-molding yourself, the way a sculptor would a piece of clay. And yet, nobody says to the sculptor: Shame on you, butter fingers, for not having it perfect the first spin. Rather, there’s an expectation of process. Of trial, of error, of slow transformation; of forming, fashioning, shaping and smoothing. Nevertheless, we—masochistically enough—don’t allow ourselves the same courtesy. We expect flawless perfection, right out of the box. We beat ourselves up

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Only the Ordinary Can Easily Define Themselves. You? You’re Another Story.

In: Branding, Creating

Not being able to easily define what you do isn’t necessarily bad.Easily definable things are things that have been done so much, we know exactly how to categorize them. Name them. Label them. Sort them. So if what you want to create is just another X, then great. You’ll be able to define it with ease. But if you’re having trouble calling a spade a spade, maybe that’s because you don’t have a spade. And maybe that’s a good thing.

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