Here are some photos my family would be very pleased to share with you had you asked (and probably even had you not). They're from the '90s because my vibe peaked early. It's fine.
Here I am with a friend. I've made many friends over many years, most of them sassy and reactive and passionate about things like leaping, lunging, bucking, squealing, and eating Sour Patch Kids. I myself share most, if not all, of these traits.
And here I am with Meatloaf. I don't know anything about the context of this photo and neither--somehow--do my parents. Sorry. But what I do know is that I became a teenager who became an adult who loves a good rock opera, and that Bat Out of Hell neatly summarizes my aesthetic interests as a writer.
So thank you, Meatloaf.
As a writer, I'm interested in repurposing, reimagining, and subverting various tropes from genres like SFF and gothic horror to reflect what it's like to be alive, today, in a body, moving through the world - as one does. In my case: what it's like to be mixed-race. I also like to play with structure and form to enact the different ways we experience memory and the passage of time.
What else? I once harbored dreams of becoming an Olympic show-jumper. I used to have a Myspace. I am partial to wearing black and very dark blue. I miss the ocean.