my stories

Before Gabriel García Márquez and Isabel Allende, I read Beverly Cleary.

I have long been infatuated with the magical-realist styles of Latin American authors, so in every bit of my screenwriting and fiction today there remains an element of fantasy, the supernatural, or things going bump in the night. I think fantastical stories are how we make sense of the world after all, and this need to find astounding beauty within the surreal hardships of life is what drives me to pick up a pen {err, open a word-processing program} every day.

You can read about my current projects and accolades on my professional site, but I figured I’d share something far more personal about my stories with you here. So, darling confidants, I will take this chance to whisper my writing goals to you, letting you in on the lofty and 0h-so-lovely things I would like to achieve with my stories one day…

Goals and Dreams for My Stories:

  • To write, direct, and produce an epic sci-fi/fantasy TV show.
  • To finally finish that five-book series of young-adult novels. {This is a fantastical, science-fiction-infused saga of love and mortality, and if I’m honest with myself it is probably the most important goal of my writing life.}
  • To write a young-adult horror novel. {The kind of book that inspires preteens to rebelliously read it under their desks at school, but also causes them to stay up all night with the lights on clutching a button-eyed rabbit stuffed animal}.
  • To publish {ideally on paper with a glossy, purple binding} a book of short stories.
  • To get one grown-up-themed short story published in The New Yorker or a similar hoity-toity literary journal. {You know, the kind of magazine that makes strangers in ascots say, “Really, you’ve got a piece in the upcoming edition of The Dog & Duck Onamonapia Quarterly? I’ll smoke a cigar to that.” Well, I fully intend to have this conversation with bibliophiles in dapper neck gear one day.}
  • To direct and produce a feature-length screenplay of mine as a full-release movie.
  • To write a memoir when I’m old, grey, and fabulous. {Thank you, Davey Sedaris and Eggers, for your contributions to the genre. I will be sure to imitate you in the most flattering of ways when the time comes, and curse you daily for inspiring me to write about personal aches while laying out banana peels for my punctuation marks to bumble around on.}
  • To publish a gut-wrenching personal essay in a hoity-toity journal. {Okay, so if I can never bring myself to write something as long and emotionally exhausting as a memoir, I want to at least share one achingly honest story about my life with the ascot wearers of America.}

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