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 House party-weekend. If all that isn't intriguing enough, you'll also get to: meet my too-crazy-for-Jerry-Springer family and boyfriend DMan, the sweetest man in the entire world; learn a smidgen of Spanish; read some bonus poems (though not required, I promise); and discover new wines (taste testing while reading is highly encouraged ). So join me on my journey. You'll be entertained and maybe even inspired to chase your own dream.