From the streets of Cairo and the Arab Spring, to Occupy Wall Street, from the busy political calendar to the aftermath of the tsunami in Japan, social media was not only sharing the news but driving it.
I keep an elaborate calendar for my characters detailing on which dates everything happens. I'm constantly revising this as I go along. It gives me the freedom to intricately plot my story, knowing it will at least hold up on a timeline.
My ace in the hole as a human being used to be my capacity for remembering birthdays. I worked at it. Whenever I made a new friend, I made a point of finding out his or her birthday early on, and I would record it in my Filofax calendar.
Don't be fooled by the calendar. There are only as many days in the year as you make use of.
All my life, I have been a celebrant of Halloween. For me, it is the most important day of the year, the turning point in the old pagan calendar.
Pantomime is a big thing in the cultural calendar of my country, you know. So subtlety's not my forte.
One time, I was posing on a car for a calendar shoot. I was doused with oil and literally slid off the car, bikini, heels and all!
No other date on the calendar more potently symbolizes all that our nation stands for than the Fourth of July.
I don't wait for the calendar to figure out when I should live life.
I have done so much: modeling, acting, singing, the calendar, the lingerie line, and there have been times where I have wanted to give up but I went for it.