Rough day? Rough week? Terrible month. A year that leapt too far? Lay your head down. Realize that pillow is still soaked with blood, sweat, tears from the night before. Hence, the moldypillow. This blog is about that struggle.
And everything that follows.
Gym bunny, Pun Fanatic
Oh goodness, I really hate talking about myself. So I’ll keep this brief, yeah? I write. I film. And I cook. I like awkward shit. I’m pretty awkward as it is. I think sloths should rule the world. We’d all learn to take it easy. Lemon meringue pie is not a pie. It is a lie told to children that must be stopped. Much of my art is based of breaking down social barriers.
I don't believe in society's version of love. It is a social construction developed by man. We can grab coffee and unpack that notion.
A lot of you getting to know me is really in the blog themselves. In the lines, between the lines, etc. I've been told I have a pretty abstract way of writing. Fragments. Misplaced commas. I'm fully aware of this. Yes, I went to college. I write how I think. And I think in run-ons most times. Syntax and I get on pretty well.
I'm also a screenwriter looking for some agency. If you know anyone who's ready for a challenge, drop me a line, yeah?
People watching is an obsession of mine. I think you folks are wonderful subjects. Thanks for coexisting in my life.