It’s the tea kettle that wakes me up. I jolt upright, slightly disoriented. The sun gleams brilliantly through the tall windows that line the walls of Jonathan’s loft, splashing light across the floor in front of the bed.
Read More Untitled, Part II had finally embraced the thing I was put on this earth to do, and the universe was rewarding me.
Read More Attention To DetailBy the end of Act I, I had so little vocal ability that I was forced to talk through the numbers. This resulted in an incredibly bizarre and highly awkward rap rendition of “On the Steps of the Palace.”
Read More The Time I Ruined A Musical“Watching you thrive creatively over these past few weeks, it’s made me want to thrive. It’s made me want to find a hole in the world in the shape of me and just fill it up.”
Read More One Year OutDear self, I really hate to break it to you, but you have no idea what the hell you’re talking about.
Read More A Letter To My College Self
