Reaching Out, Touching Hands

For the next 60 (week)days, I'll be writing a short essay in response to a writing prompt. My writing has become a little stale lately, so this will (hopefully) spice it up again. Today's prompt is, "Write about the first time you held someone's hand". I do not remember the first time I held someone's … Continue reading Reaching Out, Touching Hands

Holding Myself Back and Breaking Free

Recently, I was accepted into two professional programs out of UCLA's School of Theater, Film, and Television–– writing for late night comedy and screenwriting. It's caused me to reflect on this passion a lot, even though I've written about it before. I was re-reading my application essays and thought they really succinctly summed up my … Continue reading Holding Myself Back and Breaking Free