If you’re expecting some tale about a gifted child prodigy, or a girl born into poverty whose only escape was music, or anything of that nature which you would usually find in a story like this one about a musician or an entertainer, you won’t find it here. I am from a middle of the road, middle-class family. I went to public school, earned just-above average grades, and then went to a state university where I graduated with a B.A. degree. Nothing fancy, nothing to complain about. I haven’t been singing since I could talk (not that I’m aware of), I’ve only been playing guitar for five years, piano for about a year, and I still work several jobs in order to pay my rent each month. I am not that which dreams are made of; I am not the picture of success. I have had several opportunities to make something happen and, so far, all of these have fallen through. In some cases, the failure was my own… probably a lack of true preparation on my part. In other instances, it just wasn’t my day; no luck, I suppose. ... My music hasn’t been played on “The Hills,” you can’t find me on iTunes, I’ve never sold-out a show, and I have yet to book a gig at the infamous Hotel Café in Hollywood. And as you may be able to guess, I don’t have a record label either. So what, right? Woe-is-me! What the hell am I getting at?! After years of feeling defeated, wishing that something serendipitous would happen to me and make all my wildest dreams come true, I’ve realized that some walls are placed in front of us not to keep us from getting what we want, but to help us find out how badly we really want it. And if you can’t climb over that wall, you break it down. You decide to make your own opportunities and quit relying on fate or luck or other people to give those chances to you. So, I’m recording my first mini-album of seven songs with a fantastic producer (Gary Tharp, whom I hunted-down here on MySpace and begged to work with) and a handful of amazing musicians. I’m paying for this all on my own, with a little bit of help from do-gooder fans and friends. Once the record is done, I’d like to take the songs on an itty, bitty tour so that I can share it with you and your friends. Won't that be sweet?! Accomplishing this will be the biggest, real goal I’ve set so far in my life. Ultimately, I hope it might inspire others to make their dreams happen, too. That’s it. That’s my story. For now. I’m sure there will be other missed boats, dropped balls and delicious carrots hung just out of reach, but so what? These things don’t define me and they don’t decide if I am a success or not. I’d rather leave that up to you. You’re here, you’re listening, and that’s all that matters. Thank you.