My Life
Does the vague name make it sound more edgy?
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For Sam & Leana, Thanks for Being So Nice
On the last page of my 8th grade yearbook, there is a signature from a girl named Leana. “Hey, you r so sweet & you’ll have no prob in H.S. Have a kick ass summer!! xoxo” I never called the number she wrote beside her name or sent anything to the email address she included.… Continue reading
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The Year is 2003
Let me take you there. Clay Aiken and Ruben Studdard close out the top two on American Idol, Finding Nemo is released and “I can speak whale” is arguably the funniest thing in the entire world, iTunes launches, Blockbuster and Hollywood Video are still going strong, and, if you’re me, you’re starting 8th grade. High… Continue reading
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My Weekly Workout Routine (For Now)
I am constantly a sucker for reading about people’s routines. I think we all are. We want to know what people are doing that is bringing them peace or keeping them organized or helping them be productive. We want to know what is making them feel like they are doing more, being more, achieving more,… Continue reading
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There’s Your Day
When I was little, my sister and I shared a room. Our twin beds sat against opposite walls, sandwiching a window in between, and each morning our mom would come in to wake us up by opening the curtains and saying, “there’s your day!” Often, in the haze of the morning and the frustration of… Continue reading
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Writing the 100 Pages Movie (Part 2)
You can read the first part of this series here. . “What is your next dream project? Your pie in the sky wish?” A group of us sat in our Airbnb, eating pizza and making conversation, buzzing with anticipation for the following day’s activities. It was the first time most of us had seen each… Continue reading
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A Love Letter to Road Rage
I’ll be the first to admit I have road rage. I can’t help it. I mean, I could, but then where would I put my anger? I was raised in Southern California, raised a Southern California driver, I need at least a little bit of rage in me to survive out here. Everyone is in… Continue reading
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The Waiting Room (The Day My Niece was Born)
My mom texted: Third floor, labor and delivery! My sister Natalee’s c-section had been scheduled, and my brother and I had taken the day off work. I was sitting in traffic on the way to the hospital when I got the text, and my brother was in his kitchen making breakfast. We both had plenty… Continue reading
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This One is for My Grandpa
When I was in elementary school, I remember a lot of summer afternoons when my cousin Spenser and I would spend the day with our grandpa. We could keep ourselves busy by watching television, throwing poker chips into a hat, playing Sequence, or sneaking back to ride the exercise bike we were explicitly told not… Continue reading
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At Thanksgiving this Year, We Counted to 100
Thanksgiving in my house can be busy. We are a well-oiled machine, but with a lot of people in a small space, it can still get crowded, loud, and chaotic. My parents always host, and the first hour or two the front door opens and shuts with people arriving in droves, carrying tote bags full… Continue reading
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Writing the 100 Pages Movie
I was standing in line for a churro when I got the email. A callback for a final interview. I’d seen the project announcement on Instagram and initially put the call for applications to the back of my mind. It was a screenwriting job, and I was not a screenwriter. But a few days later,… Continue reading
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