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Crow’s Feet Are a Rite of Passage to Fabulous, Right?

So, today I discovered my first crow’s feet. At first it struck a nerve about looking old. Then the more I contemplated it, and I did contemplate it for hours, the more I realized that those little lines are a … Continue reading

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The Awkward’s Guide to Being Fabulous

Hello, my name is Amy and I walk into walls. Daily. Don’t be alarmed, I’m mostly harmless and incredibly fabulous. Being an oaf does not have to hold you back from being amazing and sexy. In fact, there are many … Continue reading

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Frequently Asked Questions

FAQ Let me take a moment to answer a few of your frequently asked questions. How do you know so much about life, Amy? Well you see, I fuck up a lot. That means I’m actually smarter than people who … Continue reading

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Finding Film: In A World

I admit it; I’ve been off my game lately. You, my pretties, have been suffering months of blog silence here on amymoloney[dot]com. It’s tragic really. For a while I almost thought I lost my funny. Have no fear, the funny … Continue reading

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Roustabout Garden

My dreams are a significant part of who I am. And as such they reveal the stress and hope I happen to be experiencing at any given time. I have been working a ton the past few months. So much … Continue reading

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National Poetry Month: Journey

Journey By Amy Moloney Raised within a bible, taught my very nature was a sin Confused by what they told me and what I knew within They told me I was wrong, by nature, a freak To hold inside the … Continue reading

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How to meet your idols and eat their chocolate: Part 1

A few nights ago I attended a wonderful event here at SXSW. It was called People of Letters, a travelling letter writing brigade from Australia. The panel of letter writers was impressive, from my writing guru Neil Gaiman and his … Continue reading

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Middle Bloomers

Middle Bloomers By Amy Moloney We are the middle bloomers Heeding the call of ancestral souls Pioneers of an unknown internal jungle Forging highways from the bricks of forgotten dreams We’ve begun to take life by its core Throw out … Continue reading

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Inspiring Inspiration

Inspiration Art is as much a part of my soul as breathing. The past two weeks without my hands covered in paint, ink, or clay has made me turn into a shell of my true self. When I pick up … Continue reading

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Evil Bastard Cookies

A long time ago I had a dream about these happy little fuckers attacking me with broken beer bottles. They had devil horns and their smiles turned into twisted snarls of demonic possession. Since that nightmare I have always viewed … Continue reading

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Older & More Awesome Every Day

Today is my birthday. This is how it feels to grow older when you are a motherfucking warrior goddess. Years only add to the awesome.

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My Valentine’s Gift To You Is My Own Personal Embarrassment

Since today is Valentine’s Day and everyone is all excited in one way or another over it, I thought I’d share an old (I mean old) online personals ad description of me. I think it still applies. Although, I am … Continue reading

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That one time when David Bowie cockblocked me

My dreams have been elusive lately as stress begins to build heading toward the big life changing move. The fact that I am certain that there is at least one significant piece of my soul waiting for me to find … Continue reading

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Reanimating the Warrior Goddess: Silver Ribbons of Yesteryear

As the winter marches on, the blues of December are fading from my mind. I have a birthday coming up next month. Most women my age dread the thought of birthdays. Getting older is viewed as a burden of grey … Continue reading

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War of the Bees

Dream Journal I had another dream about being a step mom. Seems to be a recurring theme in my dreamscape. I’m not sure if these are symbolic or precognitive dreams. Either way, they are incredibly fun. This time, instead of a little … Continue reading

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How to write an effective cover letter when you’re awesome

As I continue to hone my resume and marketability for my move to Austin, I find that I am constantly stumbled by writing a decent cover letter. For someone who writes constant dribble about herself on a blog I have … Continue reading

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Who’s That GPS?

I took a few days off from blogging to spend time with my family. I hugged my mother, my sisters, my nieces, and my nephews extra tight. Then I spent time with myself, appreciating how much I’ve grown in 2012. … Continue reading

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How I spent Robby Benson Day

Did you motherfuckers know that Dec. 3rd was Robby Benson Day? I declared it as such earlier today. This is your lucky day. I am going to give you insight on how I spend my day on Facebook.  Don’t worry … Continue reading

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Art & Soul: The Mom Stairs

The Mom Stairs The latest Art of the Lizzard is based on a very vivid dream. In this dream I was with the man I previously referred to as Skippy and his children. The little girl asked me if I … Continue reading

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The man in the raincoat

This was my dream today. I found it fascinating. I was lying under a tree. Leaves were falling all around. I could hear their crunch under the feet of the man in the yellow raincoat. It wasn’t raining. The sky … Continue reading

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