During the Summer of 2004- Finally, after 13 years of searching... I found the man who was rumored to be my father- and asked him to take a DNA Test... while I blogged about it.
Then, before I could edit my spelling... a whole bunch of incredible readers actually started reading it... and reading it... and reading it. Next thing you know I've got a lit agent and a little book deal... not that it's been easy mind you.
This blog documents the search for my identity... and the discovery of my sanity. Join me as I battle personal demons and sort through a wack-ass legacy (soon to be in a book store near you) left to me by my dead, drug addict, and much loved con-artist Mother.