805 Living archives




I just added some links to a smattering of the work I did for 805 Living where I was a regular monthly contributor from 2004 to 2008. I stopped writing when my real estate work amped up to the point I simply didn't have time.

Somewhere in storage there's a big old cardboard box full of pieces that I wrote about area places and people including Q&A's with some notable names ie Colbie Caillat, The Bachelor's Chris Harrison, CNBC 's Jane Wells, ABC's Ellen Leyva, Patrick Warburton, Anne Lockhart, surf queen Mary Osborne and more for the magazine's last page feature, PS. I'm going to try to find that big old box and scan some additional pieces and put them here. 

I'm not delusional enough to pretend I'm doing this for you. I know it's for me. For my ego. You don't even have to read 'em; I can see them. I can say 'okay, Simmy, you never threw a decent dinner party in your life but every once in awhile you wrote something. And sometimes, even if it was some non-creative, non-fiction piece about a local business, someone - mostly editor Lynne Andujar at 805 Living - paid me for it!  


While I've mostly stopped being a realtor, I realize now that a writer - whether she's a great American novelist, blogger, poet, short story writer, journalist, screenwriter, essayist, author, memoirist or an 'advertorial' writer like Hannah in Girls - can never stop being a writer. Good writer or bad, a writer is what I am. 


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