What does a forty-year-old former child star do when she finds out she’s an immortal Demon Goddess and that she’s pissed off the wrong entity?

A sitcom starring Demons and munchkins, of course.

Is reality weirder than fiction?

Yes. Yes it is.

I just lived through a dream state mash-up of The Wizard of Oz, Alice in Wonderland, and Survivor. You’d think I’d catch a break. You would be incorrect.

After successfully evicting my mortal enemy—now frenemy—who was squatting in my head, and making friends with fanged munchkins who bare uncanny resemblances to Hollywood A-listers, I now have a new enemy—a really powerful and vengeful enemy.

Fine. Being an actress my entire life has blessed me with thick skin, an excellent bull-crap meter and the gift of being somewhat adept at improv. With my skills as an actress, my new Demon Club Card, and the love of my immortal life by my side, I’m prepared to show my enemy who’s the boss… and it’s not Tony Danza.