When you lose your phone at a Halloween block party and then also lose access to your screenwriting software... and break your favorite mug...

Life's a pitch and then you die because your pitch was so bad the muse of writing and rhetoric executed you on the spot

When Joseph Fasano wrote "love is for the ones who love the work" and I cried and I cried and I cried... so true bestie...

In my wildest dreams I wanna host a Moghwyn Film Festival where it's all Elden Ring fan films (no AI) and the entire festival venue is decorated like the Moghwyn Palace

I just realized three of my favorite movies are black and white. Eraserhead, Dr. Strangelove, and the Lighthouse.

Slamdance quarterfinals! But make it double. Honored!

I'm trying to stay professional but I'm unfortunately perched on the brink of self-sabotage with this Benoit Blanc lust spiral

Second Rounder at AFF! ❤️ I'm gonna get myself a celebratory beer.

My queer dark academia body horror feature screenplay is an Official Selection at HorrOrigins Film Festival!!! ❤️ @horrorigins.com

She doesn’t need a hero, she is the hero we need. 🤩

The Cloth Mother's Lament

Writing is 5% putting words down and 95% scrolling through baby name websites with growing desperation.

To live, one must forget the snail.

Perhaps you may witness.... baby.

We're FILMING, kids. I bought a beret for my directing debut.

Okay. If you REALLY insist my display picture should be of me... it probably doesn't get more intimate than this.

I'm so weak.

Wandering around Anime North trying to find Disco Elysium stuff...

Going to be moderating a bunch of writing panels at Anime North this weekend (Saturday and Sunday). Come say hi!

The idea of having another entity, robot or human, write things that I can then slap my name on is horrifically abhorrent to me. Not to grandstand, but I can't comprehend how anyone who considers themselves to have any artistic integrity could be cool with that shit.

Persephone Stuffing Pomegranate Seeds Into Her Mouth, 1829, oil on canvas

This dialogue plays in my head every time I finish a script.

Christ. Social media always feels like being on stage in an empty bar with too little tequila in me.

AI! AI! Please write my manuscript for me! And next, you can eat my cake and fuck my spouse! I hate living and loving and feeling joy!

Waking up to two purring cats! Sunshine! Omelets! The world is Good perhaps!

I Hate You social media I Hate You digital panopticon I Hate You curated performance I Hate You algorithmic metrics substituting genuine connection Hi.