For anyone focused on creative endeavors (being a comedian, writer, musician, artist) being able to afford health insurance is a real concern.

It’s so easy to feel alone in the belief that your own “You are Here” sign is an unattainable distance from that “You Want to be Here” sign glowing in the distance. Lately, I haven’t even been able to see that neon spark. Nonetheless, I still find myself believing for that miracle.

I have to ask myself- is it an issue of standards, or if it just whether the glass is half empty or half full. I hope it’s not standards- because frankly, I’ve been able to keep them high this long and I hate the idea of backing down now. As for the glass- as of late- I’m guilty of not only seeing mine as half empty, but being aware of the crack down the side and the hole at the bottom where drops sometimes slip through.

For me, there were some hard truths to confront about finding a job.

I like all of them better than our standard, “What do you do?” In fact, I hate this question.

Nancy Drew and the case of the exploding head.

It’s a crapsack economy and that’s no lie. But jumping on any job within reach is often a stumble in the wrong direction.

After losing my first job out of college to the toppling stock market, all I wanted was my resume in the hands of an HR professional, rather than a computerized, key-word tracking, algorithmic gate-keeper. What …

I am still job searching and do not feel any better about it then when I started. I have written so many cover letters and edited my resume numerous times but there does not seem …