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From Vanity Insanity to Self-Acceptance (Sort Of.) ~ A Memoir
Anna Jorgensen does what many of us have dreamed of doing: she escapes her life. In an entertaining collection of vignettes, this beige-on-beige, buttoned-up, uptight top realtor of twenty years ditches small town Canada and heads for big city Pacific Northwest to live a secret life as herself—unrestricted and unfiltered. She finds herself in several new roles: a coming undone blogger, screenwriter, and writer extraordinaire.
In this 2 year snippet of Anna’s life as Elaine, she comes face-to-lasered-face with her fear of change in life, love, and looks—her aging face, furrowing brow, sagging butt—all with an elevated (if confused) spirit. Searching for self-acceptance and authenticity, Elaine adopts a Yes! Girl attitude and meets studs, duds, and dudes—some handsome, some desperate, but no keepers.
Anna considers such questions as: Should she try botox? Is there such a thing as “the one”? Can men and (pretty) women really be friends? Will she have the courage to switch from Gucci to Goodwill in order to give up her bitter broker bitchiness and pursue creativity and … well, anything else?
The self-interrogation doesn’t end there and comes detailed in vivid scenes, often accompanied by politically incorrect ramblings and whatever character she’s taken along for the ride. And soon you’ll want to join her, and laugh with her, at her, and to yourself.
Warning from the Author: Gentlemen, two things: 1) This book may hamper your sexual objectification of women with its TMI content. 2) But you may get lucky more often if you pay attention. Ladies, one thing: If your BFF has a chin hair, for Jebus sake, tell her before her beau does. That is all.
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|Publisher:||Anna Maria Jorgensen|
|File size:||443 KB|
|Age Range:||18 Years|
About the Author
My formative 5 years of life were in remote Canadian logging camps in Western Canada—some accessible only by boat or plane—where my parents worked as a logger (Dad) and a first aid attendant (My Little Mom: MLM). (Note: Genes passed down by Danish loggers and Mexican first aid attendants must not be underestimated.) With only lumberjacks, grizzly bears and trees for company, I was a shy child. The sheltered childhood is, in itself, enough to justify the nuttiness in my noggin, but then I grew up and went into (insert scary music): real estate sales. After 20 successful years in real estate and at the top of my career but with little savings, I did what any responsibly logical person would do: I had a not-quite-mid Life Crisis and ran away to Seattle to be a writer...under a secret alias name. Naturally! And that's where I rewrote my life. My Purpose: Entertain! Inspire! Be happy, damn it... (Free hugs.)