Did you ever want to run away? Live at the beach? Be a writer? Chase a dream? I actually did it. For 135 days, I lived as a beach babe and writer at Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. Take a peek inside my journal and read about my adventures: * dancing with a homeless woman in the rain, * cooking Christmas dinner for 5,000, * perfecting my phone sex techniques, * getting the haircut from hell, * drinking wine with a butter cream moon, * learning to shag with a sweaty-palmed millionaire at the Beaver Bar, * partying with a bridal posse at a drag show, * and enduring the roach motel and Animal...

Robbie Leach had a crappy year: her marriage crumbled into ugly pieces and she had to start over again, again; she crashed and burned out in the career she just knew was her true calling; and her Grandma, her biggest cheerleader with the huggably soft bosom that comforted her through many crises, died. When Robbie can't even think of one thing to get up for in the morning, she decides she is done with life. "Good night, World, and good-bye. I've had some fun, but lately you've been a giant pain in the ass," she says as the overdose of pills kicks in and she sleeps her final sleep. But life,...

Step into Roni's world of reality writing -- like reality TV but without the naked Kardashians -- in "Life Be Crazy (so why should I be sane? )." From exploring the effects of flesh-wrecking Mother Nature and her evil sidekick Dr. Gravity on the body to questioning the hot mess of social media, from determining who is the "craziest one of all" in politics to surviving life in the buckle of the Bible Belt, and from figuring out "who the hell am I?" to "is the tit worth the tat?" in relationships, Roni tackles it all with wit and wisdom. Do you love "Sex And The City"? Good It's in there, as...