High Hopes

I’ve been told by many a hipster that I have bad taste in music. Instead of listening to the Mountain Goats, I’d rather listen to Taylor Swift, post-Red album. And I like Panic! at the Disco so much that I wrote a jukebox musical using only their songs. I was in Florida when I heard…

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Trippin’ 1000 Miles High

CW: mental health, depression When I was thirteen, I was diagnosed with depression. When I was fifteen, I was diagnosed with major depression. When I was eighteen, I was diagnosed with schizophrenia and then immediately went to another therapist because that was definitely off. At twenty, I was diagnosed with bipolar 1. I’ve seen over…

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Call Me (Later) Maybe

The first time someone told me they felt “called” to playwriting, the Catholic snob in me quietly snickered. To me, you could only be called to an act of service and at the time I thought writing couldn’t possibly be an act of service because it was so narcissistic.  Writing was about self-gratification and controlling…

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Rejection & Wanderlust

I’m lucky enough to live in a city where I could drive at most thirty minutes in any direction and end up in the woods or at a body of water but usually almost always both. This usually makes me feel better when I’ve had a really rough period in playwriting.   When I found…

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Bring Tea! (An Airbnb Story)

My mom has issues with being referred to as Latina. She was born in Central America and it was my mother’s mother who taught me Spanish but the diaspora is huge and my mom had considered herself Black. Thing is, culturally and ethnically, that means something different in the United States so now she just…

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The Long Distance Playwright

I find it kind of funny that my first post to my travel blog about playwriting is about not being able to travel. This year, I’ve had four different playwriting opportunities but was only physically there for one. Unfortunately, despite feeling deeply rich in my fantasy world, I am miserably poor and can’t fly out…

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