Imagine Marilyn Monroe had the opportunity to be taken seriously but instead of reading lots of Arthur Miller she had an overwhelming desire to faff around with flower arrangements and busy her brain with social engagements and fabulous dresses as if it were the 1920s and she was in fact Mrs Dalloway. Imagine that instead of surrendering to her demons and the memories of things inexplicably loved and lost that this curious woman-child confronted life with guns blazing like Pam Grier and a pen loaded like Emily Dickinson's and there you have it; you've got the Marilyn Factor.
The Marilyn Factor is a Memoirist, Cultural shape shifter, Academic, Arts junkie, Media Geek, TV writer hopeful, Personal Absurdist, Essayist, in-recovery relationship hazard with an encyclopedic knowledge of musicals and an eye for the beautiful things in life but with no idea when to stop arguing her point.