Who would have thought obsessive childhood journaling, mixed with 15+ years of reading and learning scripts for auditions and jobs, would manifest into a deep, fulfilling need to write stories of my own? Not me. It may not be a unique origin story, but it’s mine, and I am so grateful that its lead to where I am now. Love raised me, grief shaped me, and humor continues to save me. I find myself continuously coming back to this well in order to infuse these central fixtures in my life into every story I develop. I love writing characters that people swear they’ve met somewhere before, and tapping into what makes us most human and relatable.